This small butterfly easily less than .5 inches in size spent quite some time sipping nectar from these small flowers which the bess and other butterflies passed right on by. Sometimes smaller is better especially when you have a whole field of nectar to yourself.
On a cloudy day a hike into the misty mountains yields much needed nature therapy. At first there is resistance but once the feet hit the trail and the rain jacket put on it all seems to feel just right.
I know your mother told you to never look directly into the sun but this time it’s ok…really. I bet you can feel the heat coming off it right now.
Along the rustlers gulch trail outside of Crested Butte, CO.
Just a flicker hanging out in the yard poking around for ants…looks like the lawn needs mowing.
Photographed in a quiet pine forest in Yellowstone National Park.
I am going to give my Butterfly ID skills another shot today. Notice how the title ends in a question mark demonstrating my level of confidence.
While hiking the same trail as the one we spotted the Police Car Moths there were many of what look to be Cabbage White females fluttering by looking for just the right flower but never seeming to land. Finally one touched down near us on a nice fresh patch of wild Asters. We snuck up close and then just one more step closer before she flew away. Chasing butterflies is not such a bad way to spend the afternoon even for a grown-up.
Have a great weekend.
One in the prime of life and another getting ready to burst onto the scene. Rocky Mountain Columbines are pure summer delight growing wild along the trails in the Rocky Mountains.
A Comma Butterfly playing a wonderful game of now you see me now you don’t. Photographed along the rustlers gulch trail in central Colorado.
While near the end of a recent hike, just tromping along which that feeling that being almost back at the car brings, we ran across this male Moose quietly munching away on the remaining summer greens. We had spent the day trying to take close-ups of the remaining summer wildflowers flowers so the 105 mm macro lens was on the camera. Good thing this guy was so close.
Near Crested Butte, CO.
While out on a morning walk we heard this Stellar’s Jay calling from within a dim forest filled with lichen covered trees. We followed the calling and when he briefly moved into a small patch of filtered morning light got a glimpse of a wonderful Jay who seemed right at home in his wonderful forest of lichen and light
nature has no boss 
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