Something about fog brings out the quiet in the landscape so much so that sometimes all I want to do is sit and watch the quiet. Photographed while kayaking past one of the innumerable small islets along the west coast of Vancouver Island on a foggy and rainy morning. August, 2015.
It was cloudy and cold all day but as evening approached the clouds were on their way out, blue sky moving in and just a dusting of snow on the peaks in the distance. Morning will be crisp and the sky clear as a bell.
A handsome looking hare posing for a portrait on the Arapahoe National Wildlife Refuge earlier this summer.
High up in the hills the flowers have all flowered and transition fills the air. What a wonderful time.
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.
A golden pronghorn walk through golden grasses where plant and animal are one.
A little Black Bears wanders down from the hills and has their eyes set on the abundant bushes of quickly ripening choke cherries.
Happy Friday and have a wonderful weekend.
Smoke form wildfires, most burning over a thousand miles away, allowed us to look directly into the sun well before evening came our way. A not so subtle reminder the ecosystem we inhabit is indeed connected. All living things inhabiting the only planet we have.
With the rain came a quietness that only rain can bring. Looking out into the big Pacific Ocean off the NW coast of Vancouver Island.
Floating down the Snake River at the feet of giants with their heads up in the clouds. The Teton range is a majestic sight even on an overcast September day.
