
This summers bounty of Indian Paint Brush was like getting that big box of crayons you always wanted as a child. So many colors, so much fun to be had.









And the best thing about getting the big box is that there are plenty of crayons to share.

This summers bounty of Indian Paint Brush was like getting that big box of crayons you always wanted as a child. So many colors, so much fun to be had.









And the best thing about getting the big box is that there are plenty of crayons to share.

The green grasses and fields of wildflowers of summer have long turned to brown yet the heat seems to have remained as a mule deer doe finds a bit of a shady rest under a lonesome juniper tree.

A quiet walk on a summers day.

Where shapes of flowers and the textures of the forest were combined.

Formed the memory of that day.

Some say there is healing power in a long forest experience, a practice called shirn-yoku in Japan. There certainly are days when you leave a nice walk in the woods with a feeling you can equate with healing. It need not be walking as a long sit on that quiet bench or rock also seems to do the trick.
Although scientific evidence is currently sparse as to the specific mechanism by which a forest walk promotes positive health we can all agree it does no harm at all.
On some days it is what we see and others what we smell. Many days it is what we do not see or smell as we walk away from the hustle and bustle and into the woods.
Whatever it is about a forest bath I sure wish Doctors would prescribe it more.
A wonderful looking Williamson’s Sapsucker rests in a dimly light forest .
Not a common sighting for us so we sure felt lucky to see him that day and had to sped a little trying to correctly ID this guy.
For more info: https://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/Williamsons_Sapsucker/id

Many thoughts came to mind as we walked in a burnt forest.
What will the future hold as the world warms and rains dry up?

Fragility, resilience, life and death are here.

Why does it feel familiar yet so foreign all at once?

Many thoughts as we walked and many thoughts to this day.

A walk through a burnt forest felt like a metaphor for these time.

Looking out into the West Elk WIlderness in central Colorado.
While out at a local lake on our kayaks we were treated to a very unexpected sight…a mink hunting crawfish. This guy/gal was working the shoreline and caught at least two crawfish while we watched from out in the lake on our kayaks. We had no idea mink lived along the shores of this lake and have never seen one before. Another reminder that those little moments sure can make your day.
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