A male Gambel’s quail letting it be know he is a very available bachelor on a nice spring morning in western Colorado.
The fur on the Pronghorn has become paler as winter progressed and now they move through the snow covered grasslands like ghosts with eyes that keep track on your every move. Like ghosts moving through the snowy landscape.
A midwinter monochrome bouquet picked from a selection of last summers wildflowers. Distant yet still fresh in our minds.
This years crop will be poking up in the blink of an eye as the sun rises higher in the sky with each passing day and will appear, not in monochrome but full color, and after a long cold winter a little color is a fine thing.
Enjoy the silence as spring will be hear soon.
A young elk looks up from feeding on a quiet winter day.
A mutual hello and we’re on our way.
Neither here not there but both at once.
A journey to a timeless place.
Feels like being home.
Standing tall, our trusty winter companion named Bunn, a Mountain Cottontail (Sylvilagus nuttallii), scans the surroundings for hints danger or perhaps where to head for her next meal. Bunn typically spends her day feeding on the shrubs nearby or just sitting perched upon a high snow mound.