Stormy skies ushering in the colors of fall up above tree-line in the Elk Mountains of Central Colorado.
Tag: nature photography
The subtle language of color
Yes, there is still color, but the subtle language of a flowers color say fall is on the way.
Honey Bee
Honey bee, oh honey bee, bring some sweet nectar back to me.
Moe, Larry and Curly
The leader of this pelican gang we named Moe who seemd to be saying hit the water you numbskulls to Larry and Curly as we paddled by their little island in the Snake river near oxbow bend in Grand Teton National Park.
Swimming in a sea of flowers
A wilson’s Phalarope enjoying a swim in a sea of flowers. Near Laramie, WY.
Passing Storm
With the rain came a quietness that only rain can bring. Looking out into the big Pacific Ocean off the NW coast of Vancouver Island.
A wee bee looking at me
Out in the coneflowers this summer we have counted perhaps up to 8-10 different varieties of bees buzzing around all at once. This was one I have only seen once or twice and he is just a little guy but looks like a mighty little guy given the amount of pollen he has collected to bring back to the hive.
Just another small sip
This small butterfly easily less than .5 inches in size spent quite some time sipping nectar from these small flowers which the bess and other butterflies passed right on by. Sometimes smaller is better especially when you have a whole field of nectar to yourself.
On a cloudy day
On a cloudy day a hike into the misty mountains yields much needed nature therapy. At first there is resistance but once the feet hit the trail and the rain jacket put on it all seems to feel just right.
Journey to the center of the sunflower
I know your mother told you to never look directly into the sun but this time it’s ok…really. I bet you can feel the heat coming off it right now.
Along the rustlers gulch trail outside of Crested Butte, CO.
nature has no boss 
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