I am not sure what the rancher is growing in his back field. Went back to be sure that this crazy doe had not been hit by a car and she gave me the peace sign.. all was good, she was just REALLY enjoying the warmth of the sun, and something in her cud.. lol
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Thanks to the wonderful work of Cory and Web dog services I have finally graduated from a blog, to a web page.. Time to spread my wings and get things a little better organized.. Please bare with me, as I slowly learn all the new buttons and whistles here.. I am also very excited about having a new Gallery, once I get the photos uploaded it will make it easier to find those prints you have been looking for to hang in your home or office.... I promise I will get to it soon..Hawk and I have been working on ...
After hours of trying to capture a good photo of a pheasant in the snow, I learned the valuble lesson that anyone who has ever persued these fast flying, fast running birds already knows. They just don't stand there and pose. Although this is not how I invisioned the perfect shot, Catching the irredescent colors of this cock pheasant in motion against a simple winter background turned out to be my favorite thus far.
Here in Northwestern Wyoming spring has arrived in all its glory. The thermometer reads 24 degrees, there is a fresh dusting of snow on the ground and yes, once again the wind is blowing. Glory you say, that doesn’t sound like glory. Well if you look closely, you will see the glory and beauty in this rugged and unforgiving country. An early spring snow may temporarily stall the arrival of the grasses and slow the budding of the trees, but it will not stall the coming of the mountain blue bird. This little guy has returned to this mountain side ...
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Stacey: When I looked at it at first I thought it was a dog letting out a howl. I had a young deer in the back yard that was just running back and forth and kicking up a fuss. My wife said it must have gotten too much sugar from the molasses laced corn I throw out.