The Aspen tress are doing their thing and a day spent soaking it up is an experience as good as gold.
Happy fall to all.
High up in the hills the flowers have all flowered and transition fills the air. What a wonderful time.
Making acquaintance with a relaxed and aware black bear on a rainy spring morning.
The Oriole that is. Bight orange and beautiful the Bullocks Oriole. Who can resist that goatee and the Zoroesque mask. We typically see hundreds of Oriole nest in the winter and early spring but only catch a rare glimpse of the maker. This year we were lucky and got several nice opportunities.