As the storm whipped up the waves and the rain came down sideways a land-bound and lonely looking Brandt Goose looks longingly out to sea waiting for the storm to clear. This goose looked to be alone and we sure hope they caught up to their flock when the storm finally cleared the next afternoon.
On a cold winters day a ruffed grouse finds the hot spot where thermal activity below the surface has melted the snow above. Yellowstone National Park, WY.
The rattle of kingfishers flying off as we approach. The chirping of an eagle high up in the tress. The gentle lapping of the waves rolling into a quiet cove.
Feeling connected to it all even as the fog rolled in.
As we sat quietly waiting for a group of Waxwings to show up in the berry filled shrubs nearby this fine looking fellow strolled up to within 10 feet or so from us. He seemed not too worried about our presence and went about foraging as he made his way through the forest.
while on a walk at a local park a branch fallen from an old Cottonwood tree reminded me to stop see the long view and the long view is mostly unknown. Zero Image 2000 pinhole camera and Kodak Tmax 100 iso film.
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