Felling transported back to a time when time was measured in seasons not nanoseconds we sat and watched a Bison graze with thermal pools in the background.
Tag: landscape
A winters song

Three trees sit and sing a silent winters song along the Blacktail Plateau. The only other songs we heard that day were those of the Bison talking to each other up on a hill above the trail.
Yellowstone, winter 2018.
Vanilla Frosting

Sweet but not too sweet. Out along the trail south of town.
Enjoy the weekend.
Mid-Winter Break
Although the calendar says otherwise the third week of January always feels like mid-winter to me. Yes, the cold and snow will hang for a few months, maybe more, there is just something about this time that portends a turning point somewhere deep inside.
So today it’s time to take a break and remember that sweet summer air will return again.








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