The first wildflowers are just poking up in our area yet just as fast as they start to bloom they have found partners for that lovely dance called pollination. Above a Biscuit Root flower only a couple inches wide and tall and just fully in bloom finds dance partners both big and small.
Above a fly asks a Sagebrush Buttercup for a quick spin around the dance floor.
Yes, let the dance begin.
One of our favorite little ducks is the Pied-billed Grebe.
Wonderfully described as “Part bird, part submarine, the Pied-billed Grebe is common across much of North America.”1
If you’ve ever spent time watching these guys I bet you’ve marveled at the ability of the Pied-billed to just sink out of sight like a diving submarine.
According to All About Birds:
This little grebe was quietly swimming along on a beautiful sunny morning in water reflecting the brilliant blue skies above.
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Blue legs and sunshine on an early spring day. An American Avocet foraging in the shallow waters with cattails still brown from the summer before.
With snow still lingering in scattered spots and the landscape just deciding it’s O.K. to turn green butterflies are starting to spring up and brighten the day. One of the first is the beautiful Mourning Cloak which can always be found hanging out up at butterfly hill.
Spring grass and a beautiful bird. Who could ask for more.
Alone in the marsh with last seasons cattails as his home a Yellow Headed Blackbird begins to establish territory and sing his wonderful Yellow Headed Blackbird song.
The sound of Yellow-headed Black bird is a sure sign that spring has sprung.
A week or two back we watched this Black-capped Chickadee mercilessly ripping apart these fluffy cattails near a riverbank close to home. We had heard that Chickadees sometimes use this fluff as material for their nests however this birds was discarding the wonderful fluff and letting it fly into the wind.
We figured they must be foraging for food. Perhaps Seeds?
This bird worked diligently but it was not seeds they were after. A small grub was their prize.
Happy Friday and wishing you a wonderful weekend.
Drop by drop
drip by drip
we get released
from winters grip
It took awhile this year but we finally ran into our first Horned Lark of 2020. He was perched upon this well worn fence post along a quiet country road a week to two back. Glad to have him back in town and seeing him brings a bit of solid rhythm to what has been a spring that’s been lacking its normal beat.
Todays post is brought to you courtesy of the forest floor. A place to discover wonders both large and small. Like the sculptural beauty of a leaf slowly working its way back to soil.
and a pine cone in all its’ glory.
So much to see in a 8 inch square.
yes, so much to see on the forest floor.
nature has no boss 
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