Winter is Still Hanging on.
Not physically, as the tulips are in bloom and windows in the house open during the days, but in my mind.
Each year as winter leaves I look back and desire one more ski through the forest or down a powder filled slope.
Yes, it is hard to say goodbye to a good friend but I can rest assured we will meet again.
Bugs beware as the Mountain Bluebirds pass through the area on the way back up to the high country. Rocky Mountain Arsenal National Wildlife Refuge, Denver CO.
Rock and ice flowing slowly down the mountains from the top to the bottom and back again. Where you what to be is where your at. Iceland, 2013.
I love the natural quality of the wild crocus. Fuzzy and free. Spring has hit the ground running.
Living proof the rocks are alive…lichen in all colors dressing up a rock along the oh be joyful trail in Crested Butte, CO.
Up on the rim of Pollack Canyon looking towards Utah from the spine of a sandstone ridge. Wispy clouds roll across the sky on an early spring afternoon in the high desert near Fruita, CO.
Using the clouds to see what can’t be seen.
Summer skies and lush green grass in east Greenland.
The freedom of the hills.
The grass is not green but the cumulus clouds are back. Spring is here.
A young mule deer enjoying a little afternoon nap. A nice siesta on a Friday Afternoon sounds like a pretty good idea this week.
Moving up a ridge in Bryce Canyon with long shadows and those ubiquitous pesky jet trails guiding us towards to the top on a hazy morning hike. Even when seeking solitude those darn jets trails remind us we are not so far away.
nature has no boss 
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