While walking in our local forest we noticed the crows making a ruckus and several were gathered in a tree cawing away. We followed the noise and guess who we found? A fairly young looking Great Horned Owl. He was being kept on a short leash by the crows but it did not see to bother him. More often than not following the crows in these woods leads us to a Great Horned Owl.Poor guys never get a minute of peace.
In a little eddy on the muddy banks of Clear Creek a Green Winged Teal couple spent the morning feeding while we looked on from a distance. This week the waterfowl have returned in large numbers and we are thankful for that.
Finding food sure can be hard work. Which reminds it’s time to put out the feeder for these guys as winter is heading our way.
We were watching this Sparrow search intently through the gravel and forest debris and score with what appears to be a tasty little seed.
A bite well earned.
One rainy morning not so long ago on the West Coast of Vancouver Island. Color abounds even on a stormy Monday morning.
Infinite possibilites as Cottonwood leaves swirl in the breeze with Cottonwood seeds. A visual demonstration of the circle of life.
Although we were both along the Platte River looking for birds I was looking to photograph them while this guy was looking for a meal. Perhaps a Thanksgiving goose and the duck just off the bank seems well aware of this.
Even with ears up and eyes peeled Mom still assumes the role of crossing guard for two adolescent Mule Deer. Great Sand Dunes National Park, 2015. So much to learn so little time.
Wind and water waving hello on a stormy afternoon in the Pacific Ocean. Hello.
Working our way up the ridges towards the sky in Great Sand Dunes National Park. Being in a landscape of essentially two elements felt oddly strange and yet serene. Simple yet complex. On first glance simple but with each probe further the simplicity and patterns repeat. Sky and Sand then sand and wind and so it goes. November, 2015.
Sitting on the wire looking out into the fields as the snow begins to fly. Will the hunting for this Swainson’s Hawk get more difficult? Photographed at Arapahoe National Wildlife Refuge.
nature has no boss 
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