Although the snow geese and the coyote seemed content to be going about their respective business in the pre-dawn light I think this might change as the day goes on.
For the next couple of weeks we will be posting some of our favorite posts from the past as we take a small respite from the digital world.
After the snow with the storm just winding down. The best of both worlds out on trail. Sun and storm becoming one. In the hills near Bozeman, MT.
For the next couple of weeks we will be posting some of our favorite posts from the past as we take a small respite from the digital world.
It is hard to believe but when we started this walk in the early evening it was snowing like crazy so we decided to leave the good camera inside for a change and just to out and enjoy the snowy weather. Low and behold near the end of the walk it cleared a bit and we were reward with a wonderful show. As the sun went over the hill west of upper geyser basin it light up the clouds in the eastern sky which then reflected into the geyser pools. Glad we still had our phones in our pockets. Upper Geyser Basin, Yellowstone National Park.
For the next couple of weeks we will be posting some of our favorite posts from the past as we take a small respite from the digital world.
Somewhere behind the silence of the snow and lodgepole pines is the sound of clear blue sky. Winter has a special silence that you can hear if you take the time to listen. Yellowstone National Park, Jan 2015.
Within the silence of the soft sky and fresh snow is the sound of a river which flows ever onward in the cold. Silently around the bend and to the south where the sun is waiting to return one day.
As silently as the sun comes up it goes down.
Another round of sun and steam to warm a winters day.
Happy Friday and have a wonderful weekend.
Standing behind the steam with sun above color filled the landscape.
With rusty orange…
and sometimes blue…
and often all of that and more with steam and sun in front and color all around.
On a silent morning we stopped and spent some time in the heart of a meadow looking out towards the edge. To the northwest, mountains rise as skies clear all the while clouds and snow roll in right above.
With just a slight turn the mood quickly changes with a dusting of white to the north…
…and to the west a river meanders south and heavy clouds lie overhead…
…to the east the hills rolled as the skies above.
As the day progressed the skies cleared and sun shone bright yet what lingers inside is the views towards the meadows edge.
Two trees speaking softly through the mists created by our planets inner heat. Yellowstone National Park.
nature has no boss 
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