The river flowed through the ice 12,000 years ago, and left these sinuous eskers as a bed. And the trees still flow through the ice boundary in a late spring morning. Glorious!
On the Shore of the Marble River
Little Quail Climbing Everest
A clutch of a dozen quail eggs hatched this morning, and I surprised the chicks and their parents at the bottom of some rocks put in to eliminate life from a small […]
Robin Takes a Bath
First, the approach to the pool. Use your cautious, worm-stalking, one-spurt-at-a-time approach, cuz that’s what you got. Then the plunge. Nice! Don’t forget the ears. Rest. It’s important to rest. Catch your […]
Not Just Another Pretty Face
A lovely day for bumble bees. The beauty hangout today is the vetch on the hill. Pretty nice for an escapee from a hay bale! And of course, the queen of the […]
Just a Mouthful, Thank You Very Much
Big sunflowers are for the birds and big apes, eh. But small ones, the gloriously misnamed arrow-leafed balsam root, are for tiny birds, who peck the tiny seeds, and deer, who munch […]
