Yellow whispers in a big old sea of green.
That is what this Yellow Columbine felt like on a recent hike into the forests nearby. A rainier than typical spring and early summer has the forest looking green as green can be and even a large patch of Columbine growing strong could only mustard a whisper in that sea of green yet sometimes a whispers is all you need.
A Black Capped Chickadee bringing a warm welcome to this mid-summer day.
Finding wild Orchids growing in the forest always feels like finding a little treasure, a treasure offered by the forest itself. Sometimes the treasure is small and hidden deep in the undergrowth as was the fairy slipper above.
Other times the treasure sits alone in the forest waiting for you to some along as this spring coral root did on recent day.
And every once in awhile the treasure sings out to you saying look at me as the Striped Coralroot has a habit to do.
Any time I find these orchids growing in the forest it does indeed feel like finding a small treasure that brightens the day.
Something about this dandelion must have been just right.
The clouds got interesting, as well as the waves, when the afternoon breeze kicked up. Photographed while kayaking on Shoshone Lake in Yellowstone NP.
Wait, whats that rustling in the bushes.
A bird..no
A mouse…no
It’s super baby bunny!
Smaller than a squirrel yet bigger than a mouse with quadruple the cuteness of both. Mightily hopping onto rocks and eating every plant that gets in their way.
Super baby bunny brings brightness to start the day.
Have a wonderful weekend.
“the whole is greater than the sum of the parts.”
Sometimes that feels so very true. On a day where flowers mix with trees and rock and all blend into one. A single memory, a single thought and a single feeling of a day and a place.
All combine to make the whole.
Ok…the parts are pretty fantastic as well.
It was a cloudy mid-morning when we ran across this Clay-Coloerd Sparrow singing away. Their song is an interesting one and one that sounds quite like an insect to me. Clay Colored Sparrows are birds of shrubby terrain and that is exactly where we found this one. They are numerous within their range in the northern prairies of North America yet their numbers seem to be declining due to habitat loss.
A beautiful flower, who’s name I’ve yet to learn, glows in the evening light.
Two mule deer fawns head off into the sunset through fields of sunflowers and balsam root with grasses just tall enough to easily slip out of sight when need be. They were not alone this evening as Mom was just ahead leading and teaching these two little ones the ways of Mule Deer life as they quietly slipped off into the sunset.
nature has no boss 
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