A Well Kept Raven

On October 10, 2019October 2, 2019 By Mike and Christy4 Comments

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Looking not the least bit scruffy at all with clean beak and perfect feathers. This was one well kept Raven who was more than willing to pose for a a few photos as they enjoyed a sunny perch on a crisp autumn afternoon.

Breathing

On October 8, 2019October 8, 2019 By Mike and Christy5 Comments

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Inhale….exhale…..

The earth breathing out as the afternoon light shines on the Firehole River.

When Clouds Move

On October 4, 2019October 2, 2019 By Mike and Christy14 Comments

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The October clouds just seem to move faster, get bigger and always seem just a bit darker. A time between the bluebird skies of summer and the socked-in days of winter. A little of each yet nothing like either.

October clouds reflected in the Lamar Valley.

Happy Friday and a good weekend to all.

Iron Spring Creek

On October 3, 2019October 3, 2019 By Mike and Christy11 Comments

Spending time watching the clouds and light change on at Iron Spring Creek. Autumn grass and sky were on display and ever changing just as the weather was that day.

While looking south the clouds filled then left the sky to various degree in just 15 minutes time.

Then turning to look north the sky was gray and filled with soft clouds…

…but within 15 minutes a bit of blue filled the sky and color filled the landscape at Iron Spring Creek on this early October day.

Where the sage grows tall

On October 2, 2019October 2, 2019 By Mike and Christy5 Comments

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A Fine looking Bull Elk peeking out from the sagebrush on an early October day. Eating all he can before the rut begins in earnest. We wish him well and a bit of luck when needed.

On the plateau

On October 1, 2019October 1, 2019 By Mike and Christy9 Comments

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A ponderosa pine strong and silent sits high upon the Blacktail Plateau.

Welcome to October.

Listening for Grey Jays

On September 30, 2019September 30, 2019 By Mike and Christy11 Comments

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With the silence only punctuated by a infrequent call of a pair of Grey Jays we walked through the grasses and lodgepole pines on a fall day with the sun veiled by cloud yet still somewhat present.

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Listening for a deer or perhaps a bear the forest remained silent. Even the tall dry grasses stood still as statues.

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Just when you thought it could not get any quieter a Grey Jay would call one of their various calls but were never seen, only heard. as we walk through the forest and meadows that day.

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Footnote: The Grey Jays is now Officially called the Canada Jay but Grey Jay just felt appropriate on this slightly grey and very quiet fall afternoon.