images as thoughts
A quiet morning spent admiring a group of Male Rocky Mountain Bighorn Sheep.
There were four or five hanging out this morning sometimes grouped together and sometimes spaced apart. Like a typical group of boys they we always eying each other and taking little jabs in oh so subtle ways. Yet, as is usually the case, no scuffles occurred that day.
It was a pleasure to have this time to get to know this very handsome group of guys.
In a land of cold, hot water.
Blue and grey walk hand in hand.
Snow and steam abound.
Contrast therapy soothes the soul.
The morning sun rising above the steam, fog and lodgepole pines on a very cold morning in Yellowstone National Park. Photographed on the fly while heading towards the Grand Canyon of the Yellowstone using my phone.
A beautiful thermal pool reflecting what little sun could find its way through the overcast afternoon sky. Yes, there can be color on a cloudy day. On the way back to the Upper Geyser Basin after skiing out to Fairy Falls. Yellowstone National Park, 2015.
On a windy morning along the Blacktail Plateau the fresh snow moves yet the trees stand tall.
On a quiet morning.
The sun shines bright behind thin clouds as tracks tell a tale in the snow.
Hot water flowing through the snow on a frosty morning in Yellowstone NP. Photographed while xc-skiing skiing out to Biscuit Basin on a snowy winters day.
