
Another one of those days where it felt like we had walked into a old western movie set. Sunny, dry dusty and Turkey Vultures warming their wings in the morning light.

Another one of those days where it felt like we had walked into a old western movie set. Sunny, dry dusty and Turkey Vultures warming their wings in the morning light.

The Little Bear Beetle is in the genus Paracotalpa and ranges throughout the western united states principally in the drier regions of the great basin from Southern Washington south to Northern California and Nevada.

That Fuzzy body is what gave them the common name Little-Bear.

Little-Bear in a little bush on a early spring day.

With things quieting down for the evening we found a Northern Flicker sitting quietly facing into the glow of the evening light.
No Drumming, singing or calling just a silent sunset.

A Double-crested Cormorant heading our way as they foraged in some shallow water of a temporary pond.
Love the blue eyes these of birds. Heck, we find the eyes of cormorants fascinating wether they are blue, green or red eyes. Watching them swim through the water with bodies riding low, diving and then swallowing their catch with a single gulp is something we always love to observe.

A Say’s Phoebe sat in the distance, perhaps too far for a nice trip photo, but something about the scene exuded softness. The bird, the background seemed to become one and sometimes soft is A-OK.

A conversation with a Great Horned Owl is a pleasant way to start the morning.

An Osprey sits holding onto a, well, not so attractive, rock as the wind blows through their hair ( feathers of course).

A Savannah Sparrow looking a bit like an extension of the thorny shrub upon which they had perched.
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