High above the valley…
…a rock catches the rain, and a saskatoon bush lives off of it.
Not Much Cover Way Up Here
Even the deer have to really work to find a trail going anywhere. Meanwhile, the coyotes slip every whichaway.
It’s a lovely rock, though, a bit of an old ocean floor …
That looks a lot like a troll’s pet dog. Or maybe the troll.
With a big grin. Or maybe the troll.
And the weather has had its way with it, for sure, breaking it up like ice snapping at the shore in springtime.
I tell ya, it’s dark in there. Dark-de-dark-de-dark.
The previous rock like this (no saskatoon) was three hundred metres away, and it was not so dark. In fact, it had a very lived in feel.
Some plants are beautiful and weird. Well, that’s the kind of planet it is. So, I shouldn’t have been surprised when I went around the rock and …
… I heard a rustling and rattling and then nothing at all, so I peered, you know, into the dark.
In porcupine social etiquette, giving you the butt is considered the best way to meet new people.
So, the deal is, if anyone tells you a porcupine is a forest dweller, well, just laugh at them. Cuz they don’t know, right? Not their fault. The last time I saw this guy was also in the sagebrush. That encounter was three kilometres away and several hundred metres downhill. It looked like this:
Porcupine at Sea in the Sagebrush
Oh, and the ocean? Tsk tsk.
Categories: Grasslands, Nature Photography