As we moved into our campsite for the evening this chubby ground squirrel let it be known loud and clear this was his stump and not to be used for a place to put our camp stove.
And in case we weren’t listening ….this is My Stump!
Have a great weekend.
Finding a place where time moves at a pace.
Just the right pace.
A pace that feels like home.
Sometimes you send yourself a postcard from your past.
A gentle reminder that it time to go back.
Not in time but in the present.
Vancouver Island 2015.
Less traveled
Less trampled
With footprints or words
A quiet moment in time
Low tides greets the morning sun on Spring Island, BC.
A cloudy day made it feel like we were wandering alone on the floor of a Sandstone Sea where air has replaced the water.
Near Moab, UT.
Just up the road is an adventure waiting to happen. It doesn’t really matter what road just a road you like to travel.
Have a wonderful weekend.
Fall colors in rock and foliage along the Wind River in Wyoming.
Looking west towards Utah from the canyons of western Colorado. The wind was blowing wispy clouds our way along with a late spring chill.
Fruita, CO.
On the banks of the Green River looking back at time.
The fresh green of spring heralds another year has passed while the rocks have a greater story to tell.
nature has no boss 
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