While floating down a stretch of the Snake River in WY we startled this Sandhill Crane who was hidden in the grass on the river bank. They squawked a Sandhill Crane squawk and did a big jump of alarm but given the river was moving us right along they soon had the bank to themselves again.
He made it through a long cold winter safe and sound now with antlers growing fast and wrapped in a velvet coat. A young White-tailed Deer makes his way through the forest aware and quietly as he can.
Perhaps not technically inch worms yet a tasty meal to a female Yellow Rumped Warbler nonetheless. We watched as she picked them off of the aspen leaves inch by inch for an early morning meal.
The Warbling Vireo is a beautiful singer more easily identified by song than by sight however every now and then one will make a brief appearance from up high in the tree-tops where they spend most of their time foraging for insects like small caterpillars.
Warbling Vireos frequently make themselves at home in Aspen tree where they are much easier to observe than in the tops of trees of the coniferous forests near us. This day we got a good look at a Vireo just hanging out in the aspens.
A beautiful singer and a song that rings out loud with the sound of summer through the forests in both east and west.
Thank goodness for fence poles.
A nice looking Wilson’s Snipe singing away on a fence post along a small county road in Southern Wyoming. Photographed while on the way to Hutton Lake National Wildlife Refuge.
Early summer is Rabbit time. Last weekend we saw plenty of healthy rabbits roaming the sagebrush and grasslands of the Arapahoe Wildlife Refuge as well as plenty of Hawks looking for an easy meal. Luckily for this guy he stayed on guard and was reluctant to stray too far from the cover of the sage.
A male Yellow Rumped Warbler gleans a small meal from the aspen leaves as the sun just begins to shine in the forest.
Well before me, well before the sun the Robins wake and start the day with a song. Lying in bed I hear them sing then nod back off again until the sun peaks out.
A Robins song is not a bad wake up call at all.
A Cedar Waxwing ushers in summer. Perched in a tree with leaves so fresh you can almost smell the fragrant summer breeze.
Happy summer and happy Friday to all.
And to those on the southern half of the globe happy winter.
Making acquaintance with a relaxed and aware black bear on a rainy spring morning.
nature has no boss 
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