
A ruffed grouse emerges from the deep grass to perch for a moment on a beautiful weathered log. It was not long before they hopped down and disappeared from sight just a quickly as they appeared.

A ruffed grouse emerges from the deep grass to perch for a moment on a beautiful weathered log. It was not long before they hopped down and disappeared from sight just a quickly as they appeared.

A summer afternoon thunderstorm brews behind while the sun still shines ahead. A lovely summer day indeed.

Just passing through might be a bit of an understatement. While just getting ready to doze off we heard a bit of commotion just outside our campsite and just across a small creek this male moose came passing though. He moved along quickly and we hardly had time to snap a photo yet along admire him. Just passing through indeed.
Happy Friday and wishing you a wonderful weekend.

While spending time ogling the wildflower patches in front of us we almost forgot to turn around and breathe in the pure cloudless sky and wonderful mountain ridge behind us.

An evening storm passes by bringing thunder but no rain on the mountain peak just across the way.

A classic summer cumulus just seemed to hang over this rock formation from early afternoon until evening.

The setting sun still shining out the mountains ever so close but still far away.
Summer days seem so few.

A Western Grebe swimming silently into the wonderful evening light.

Seeing variations on a theme along the trails we hike. Similar shapes yet different colors on fully display in white, yellow and purple. Each color selected over time to keep the wildflowers flowing, bees buzzing and the forest just that much more beautiful.

Nature in action.


A Tree Swallow takes a break form their aerial acrobatics and hangs on tight along the fence line on a windy summer afternoon.Watching these birds forage on small flying insects is something we nice tire observing.

Frogs and Toads along the edge of the pond. Us looking at them. Them looking at us.
On that day we walked along the edge and counted eight frogs looking up enjoying an summer day. This little guy was especially curious and we spent a bit of time staring into each others eyes.

Next we came upon this Western Toad looking a bit cranky so just a quick hello and we moved along the edge until we came upon another toad.

This guys was a bit less cranky but still with that full toad personality on display…”leave me alone I’m catching bugs can’t you see. ”

And we weren’t the only ones staring at the wildlife that day as these two little frogs were having quite a stare down upon a small rock.
Happy Friday and perhaps you can spend a bit of time along the edge of a pond this weekend.

A little Pine Siskin relaxing on an early summer day. It’s hard to believe these guys can make such a load of chatter as this bird just sat so quiet and observed their surroundings. Like a Goldfinch disguised as a sparrow Siskin’s grace our forests in summer and sometimes winter as well we enjoy having them around.

A short pause is in order today to just soak in the beauty of the Comma, butterfly, that is. One of the earlier butterfly species to grace the skies in our area each summer many of the earlier arrivals we observed actually overwintered as adults. Some finding refuge from the winters freeze deep in crevices of a trees bark.

Some we found warming themselves collecting minerals from the moist soil on the forest floor.

Whereas others were often found feeding on the new growth of the trees and shrubs.

Yes, C is for Comma.
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