
Sitting alone in the winter marsh as the cattail melts away.
Female Red winged Blackbird.

Sitting alone in the winter marsh as the cattail melts away.
Female Red winged Blackbird.

Out in fields of golden grasses there are days when Mule Deer just appear as all ears.

A bit like periscopes for sound and all the better to hear you with as they rest on a winter morning.


Perched safely atop a post a Raven enjoys a little snack. Where their meal came from might just have been a recent wolf kill as Ravens and Wolves have formed a relationship in some places as this paper describes. In fact some Ravens have even learned to follow specific wolf groups as they hunt and may even have learned specific hunting calls of certain wolf packs. They know when the dinner bell is ringing so to speak. Anyway we saw this raven enjoying their little snack in an area in which we have heard wolf calls in the past so you just never know, their meal might have been provided by wolves this day.



Have a great weekend.

On a windy morning along the Blacktail Plateau the fresh snow moves yet the trees stand tall.

As rain moves in the Stilts embrace.
Dowitchers forage.
The sun comes out again.

This Western Meadowlark, which I assumed to be molting, was out in the open foraging last summer. Hunting for insects on open grasslands looking almost like a small new species of vulture with their feathers missing from their neck.

On a quiet morning.
The sun shines bright behind thin clouds as tracks tell a tale in the snow.
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