It’s Wyoming Wednesday already!
And it’s almost August.. time for me to get to work on the Free August Desktop calendars~
Shades of grey, brown and greens are what we often think of when someone brings up the outdoors in conversation. However, the natural world is the pallet from which every brilliant color we know of is derived. From the cobalt blue of this little mountain bluebird, to the orange red hues of the lichen on the rocks to the left. Nature conjures up a vast array of splendid beauty for our eyes to behold.
Overhead, the sky alone can begin the day as a red ochre and end in an orange fire, interspersed with various shades of blue, whites and purples.
We seldom take note of the yellow leaves of the aspen in the fall, until they have fallen to the multicolored forest floor and no longer grace the green slopes with their golden splendor. From the bright and brilliant snow covered peaks, to the lush grasses of a summer river bottom after a recent rain, our colorful planet delights us with every shade our eyes care to experience. Next time you step outside, take note of the colorful pallet laid out before you and take a moment to thank the creator for the artistry we are all blessed to share.
Another image of Mr. Frigid taken from my window when this little guy peaked inside, as he did each morning. I believe there was a stack of books in the window sill, but I thought I had missed them when I took the picture. Obviously not, as this is how the photo came directly from the camera. I don’t think I could have planned this photo to turn out like this,but I really do like the result.
Here is another photo of my favorite little Mountain Blue Bird, “Frigid”, and above is his beautiful Mrs.
They both waisted quite a bit of my time this spring as I followed them from window to window trying to capture some photos of these two iridescent beauties.
“Frigid” Photo taken 4/21/2008 through the window in my kitchen~F7.1~1/320sec~ISO400
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 eager to choose a suitable place to raise his (potential )young, even with the lingering cold temperatures, he stays hard at work, and rises with the sun each morning ardently going about his duties. These little winged ones choose, as we do, to face a few hardships from nature to live and raise their young in a quiet place of beauty.
