Two years ago I moved from Chicago which is well known for beautiful cityscapes to the Rocky Mountains which is equally well known for its breathtaking landscapes.
Today, as I reflect upon my daughter’s wedding yesterday, the second daughter to be married this year, and my own birthday, I’m definitely thinking about what path I have chosen.
Do we choose our path, or does it choose us?
A stormy afternoon. For now, the rain falls gently, but darkness will be here soon.
“Boys, follow me —
I found a place for the night where we can keep our velvety antlers dry.”
Hiking silent trails
I came across a structure –
Where is your mother?
You’re too young to be alone!
Stay safe Sweet Baby.
We live in a forest of pine trees. Unlike flowering plants, pine trees don’t attract bees or butterflies for pollination. The wind does the job of transferring pollen from male cones to female cones or on other trees.
The first two photos are male pine cones and the third one, what we think of as a traditional pine cone is a female. The video captures the wind blowing the pollen from the trees.
Much of the rest of the country is reveling in warmer weather after a rough winter. We are in drought conditions and happy for a day of snow. Yep, it’s May 2!
We are in high danger drought conditions. In addition to the need for moisture, I love the peacefulness of snow and the way it feels as if I’m in a snow globe. Also, knowing it will melt in a day or two makes this spring snow even more welcome.