The hips of the wild rose are red so that we will see them, pick them, and carry their seeds with us. Other people, like deer and birds, are targeted in the […]
From the many … Rose Hips … the many … … that is one… … and from the one … … the one.
Look how the frost blooms on the flower buds of the saskatoon bushes … … long after the day’s thin sun has wiped it from the sage and grasses … … and […]
This planet? Owned by humans? Too funny! Oregon Grape with Fly I took some photos of some ripe Oregon grapes today, because the light was good and they usually overexpose. When I […]
Take a look. The colour blue is the one first seen out of darkness. Look at it … The Rise Vineyard, Bella Vista Our fences can’t hold it, nor can they hold […]
The fire burns through, turning the land to dust and ash, and then, a month later, at the end of summer, it’s spring. Bunchgrass Coming Back All I can say is, it […]