Both this Male House Finch and I are happy to see the return of morning light. It is nice to have a few minutes of sunshine before scurrying off to work. Me to the office and the Finch to the feeder across the year. Too bad it is short lived as we switch to daylight savings time this weekend just as the daylight comes.
Although the sky was clear and blue above the morning mist hung heavy on this marsh just off the shores of the Pacific Ocean making for a quiet morning walk. Knowing that the sun would shine and the mist would clear was a nice addition to the day.
The sky speaks of summer, the wind blows hard and cold and the landscape longs for the snows that have yet to arrive.
The time between winter and spring suggests there are more than four seasons.
Denver, CO.
Every color under the sun in 3 square meters of a perfectly painted landscape. Near lake Kleifarvatn in Iceland July 2013.
A pair of Redheaded ducks enjoying the last of the evening light.
As we roll into March the ducks that overwinter on our ponds and rivers are quickly moving back to their summer breeding grounds. How quickly the seasons change and time marches on.
Late one night winters breath blew and gave us the snow.
In the morning spring awoke bringing us sun and warmth.
When winter meets spring is a fine time of year.
Sitting high in a frosty tree top keeping a lookout or so it seems. The male Red Winged Blackbirds are back in the area. They have yet to descend to the cattails surrounding the local marsh and are hanging out high in the tree tops perhaps to get that first view of when the ladies return.
Denver, CO.
A Willet soaking up the warmth of the sun.
As a new month dawns winter remains lurking just around the corner yet it’s grips has lost much strength.
March bring many things including the promise of spring.
Just and an hour or so it seems was all it took for this ephemeral hoar frost to be blown from the branches surrounding a small pond and melted by the morning sun.
Along Clear Creek in Denver CO.
A male Downey Head Woodpecker looking for a meal on a dried stalk of dried queen Anne’s lace Usually we see these guys scurrying about in the much larger trees pecking away looking for a meal. This day we were surprised to hear the pleasant pecking of a downey head on this small plant. Surprises do come in small packages.
nature has no boss 
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