images as thoughts
There are those places where it is said there are only three seasons, July, August and winter. While perhaps not always that way, this year, spring arrived late to this high mountain valley and when it arrived it was a welcome sight indeed.
Grass grew and flowers bloomed just like it always has.
Early June 2018
Looking back and enjoying what was and what will be.
Winter was winter this year as a golden sunset brings a glow to the rapidly melting landscape nearby.
Spring snow enhanced by spring skies were a feast for the eyes.
Along the roads the snowscapes abound. The landscape will soon be free of white and grass will start to grow.
Have a wonderful weekend.
Nice crisp light making nice crisp shadows with the help of an old juniper tree on an early morning hike in the high desert of Western Colorado.
A splash of spring colors. No flowers this early but the blue, blue skies and red and orange willows make it feel like winter is a thing of the past even with snow covering the ground and ice on the creek.
Happy spring to you all.
Or Autumn for you all down south of the equator.
The sky is always talking above Mt Moran.
On a quiet evening late last fall.
As silently as the sun comes up it goes down.
