Snow on the ground but sun in the sky. A little Pika peeking out from behind the rocks and surveying his domain as the seasons start to change.
A sure sign of spring is the arrival of Horned Larks scurrying about along the sides of rural gravel roads outside of town flying of into the still snow covered fields. Occasionally a bird will perch along the road along on the barbed wire or better yet a fence post and allow a quick portrait session to occur. This day a wonderful looking Horned Lark sat and perched for several minutes giving us a nice look and the chance for a few photos as well.
With snow still filling the landscape the male Mountain Bluebirds have arrived to stake out their territories and find the best nest boxes along a quiet bluebird trail.
This handsome gentleman was quietly sitting on a fence post looking as blue as blue can be but in a very good handsome bluebird way.
Majestic peaks light by the morning sun.
Sliding closer with each stride waiting for the sun to warm our bones.
As eyes gaze across the valley.
Pssst…hey! why do keep trying to swat me, like, well a fly?
As the sun comes back from it’s winters journey south it brings a few less desirable visitors back with it. In this case a recent large hatch of flies. Buzzing about the house every which way, we try to put them out the door, but I admit a few get swatted along the way.
In between the swatting a few photos were taken and a conversation had.
As the sun rose the moon set.
A silent rhythm heard.
And so the day began.