Where do I even start? How about one foot in front of the other on this muddy trail? Or how about turning down that dusty dirt road, or maybe that one? Or how about just straight through the bush? I’m just going to bush whack all over that forest, climb that mountain, wander that creek... Continue Reading →
THERE’S ONE! Ugh! You are a beautiful color phase Black Bear, but I have to pass you up. It’s Saturday, it’s hot outside and I cannot process you without spoiling before I get back home tomorrow. OH WAIT! THERE’S ANOTHER ONE! Wow! You are a gorgeous color phase Black Bear, all brown and blonde. Wait…are... Continue Reading →
"I won't eat those!" says an associate of mine. "They are garbage. Ick!" Others tell me to leave them on the ice for Eagles and Otters. Whatever I do, don't put them back into the lake as they are a course fish...garbage fish, too bony and too small to eat. I study the small fish... Continue Reading →
Nom. Nom. Nom. Just in time for Christmas! As you are walking through the snowy forest, find a nice healthy spruce tree and snip off a few branches. Spruce smells nice, but it tastes even better...in a cookie! Yes, there are few steps involved. But they are so worth it. This is not your average... Continue Reading →
....the woods are lovely, dark and deep but I have promises to keep and miles to go before I sleep and miles to go before I sleep *Robert Frost* Picture taken at the Ancient Forest, British Columbia
The Person "In Memory Of".... Gone. The people who placed the flowers here... Gone. The Flowers will soon be... Gone. And soon, the snow will be Gone. Weekly Photo Challenge: Story
I'm not a complete wimp...I did have my eyes open the majority of the trip. I'm being dramatic. It is a freaky thing to know that you could plummet to your death multiple times on a voyage.
When I look at the world of fungi upon close inspection, I swear I'm on another planet sometimes. Colors, shapes and textures of the fungi astound me. Not to mention the area surrounding the fungus itself. It's truly is out of this world.
Funny thing is that I told my husband about my dream and how beautiful it was before it turned to ash. I said how everything beautiful fades, disappears or turns ugly. That was the pity, the blah, in me. I see that in these pictures however, I captured ever lasting beauty. In that, there is hope for today.