April Showers

Well it just had to happen. The Peach Tree just decided it was time to flower and along comes an April snow shower. Looks iffy for peaches again this year. However, given the lack of moisture we have had this spring five inches or so of an April shower is truly a welcomed event and perhaps will bring May flowers.

Seeking Solitude

Seeking Solitude where sea and sky become one.

A foggy morning in the the Acous Peninsula made it easy to feel the solitude we set out to seek in this magnificent place.The sea and sky were both a silver grey and the trees a greener shade of green.

Photographed on a kayaking trip in 2015.

Look out below

The Forster’s Tern is a bird we often see fishing in marshes, ponds and lakes as spring returns. We see them hovering high above just out of good camera range and then they dive into the water at a velocity that is hard to capture. After each dive they quickly return to work high above the water and keep at it with a persistence that is truely admirable.

All I can say is look out below you fishes the pond because the Terns are back.

Pinyon Jay

While getting ready to go for a hike a while ago we were pleased to have the company of numerous Pinyon Jays buzzing about in the parking area collecting seeds.

According to the Cornell Lab of Ornithology Pinyon Jays are highly social birds of the lower mountain slopes of the western United States, the Pinyon Jay is specialized for feeding on pine seeds. Each jay stores thousands of seeds each year, and has such a good memory that it can remember where most of them were hidden.

https://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/Pinyon_Jay/id

Now if only I could bottle that kind of memory and take a sip every morning I might never forget where I placed my keys.

Penitente Canyon, CO.

It felt like a dream

A long days drive that felt like a dream.
Dreamt in a landscape odd yet familiar.

Pelicans held flightless by gale like winds share a lake with old windmills and dusty dry hills.

A turtle crossing a car-less dirt road headed towards a pond only this turtle knows.

A landscape left all alone.

Sandhills of Nebraska.