Using the clouds to see what can’t be seen.
Summer skies and lush green grass in east Greenland.
The freedom of the hills.
Tag: wilderness
Yellow Bellied Sap Sucker
We followed this guy around in very dark pine forest while on a hike in Yellowstone National Park for quite some time before he finally settled down for a little break. Luckily he chose a spot where just enough light was getting in through the trees to get a somewhat decent photograph of this wonderful looking bird. It was the first time we had seen a Yellow Bellied Sap Sucker and hopefully not the last.
Happy Friday.
Taking shelter from the storm
But in this case the shelter comes with you. An American Bison, with a wonderfully adapted coat, waiting out a day of snow in Yellowstone National Park this winter.
Ute Canyon
Ute canyon was still dressed in the fabric of winter while we were hiking in t-shirts and shorts on an unseasonable warm and absolutely wonderful March morning. The sky was the bluest of blue and the canyon walls a wonderful red while the grass remained a winters brown. Ute Canyon, Colorado National Monument.
Room to Roam
Finding room to roam in the Beartooth mountains.
We all need room to roam.
Free of the goal or destination.
A place to enjoy the journey regardless of the outcome.
A place where things just happen.
fracas
fra·cas- a noisy disturbance or quarrel.
That describes the behavior of these two Sandhill Cranes along the banks of the Snake River in Grand Teton National Park to a tee. They were squawking and jumping up and down and running along the bank as only Sandhill Cranes can do.
X marks the spot
Moving up a ridge in Bryce Canyon with long shadows and those ubiquitous pesky jet trails guiding us towards to the top on a hazy morning hike. Even when seeking solitude those darn jets trails remind us we are not so far away.
Through the steam
Blocked by clouds and geyser steam the late afternoon sun lights the land on fire. Upper geyser basin in Yellowstone National Park.
Gooey
Sometime life is sharp and crisp and sometimes soft and gooey. The endless patterns in which life arranges itself is a marvel to enjoy. Yellow Fungus enjoying a moist afternoon in the temperate rainforest of the Pacific Northwest. Vancouver Island, CA.
Snowy Saturday Ski
Peeking out from the trail for a view along the Slate River last Saturday morning. The snow was flying and the snow pillows built up on the spruce tress were releasing with the slightest breeze. This made for several close calls along the way but luck was on our side and we did not get dumped on that morning. Photographed with my phone near Crested Butte, CO.
nature has no boss 
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