We had not seen a Green Tailed Towhee all summer so it was quite a pleasure to see one of these secretive birds in the distance a week or two ago.
Tag: nature
Along the wash

Cottonwood trees, canyon walls and a fine blue sky. Life finds a way where water flows.
Inherent

Beauty and geology were both inherent and walked hand in hand across the landscape on a fine fall day.
as the wind blew

As the wind blew the earth sang.
Shapes were shaped and colors were born.
Time walked ever on.
Above the Butte

Clouds gather above the butte yet only a sprinkle of rain.
As the moon rises

Walking along a quiet road as a half moon rose above the canyon walls a dream of solitude was dreamt that night.





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