Looking west towards Utah from the canyons of western Colorado. The wind was blowing wispy clouds our way along with a late spring chill.
Wandering around on the Pawnee National Grasslands last weekend it was quite clear the land is thirsty.
Areas where temporary ponds usually are found are dry as a bone this year.
Flowers from last year remain but the new flowers are asking for rain.
A vast landscape in search of a drink…where are you April Showers.
April 8th 2017 on the Pawnee National Grassland.
Small Ice piece floating in a big sea. East Greenland.
A long days drive that felt like a dream.
Dreamt in a landscape odd yet familiar.
Pelicans held flightless by gale like winds share a lake with old windmills and dusty dry hills.
A turtle crossing a car-less dirt road headed towards a pond only this turtle knows.
A landscape left all alone.
Sandhills of Nebraska.