Author: BradinMontana

I finally had what I refer to as a dragonfly stop long enough for an image to be captured. I have tried – unsuccessuly – for a couple of years to get a good dragonfly image to no avail. When this one stayed still and alowed me to zoom and focus, I was really pleased.…

This Little Rock Wren was doing his best to avoid us. In the end, he either got comfortable with us standing there or he was curious what we were doing. Regardless, he popped out and looked around in a nice, open spot in the middle of the Scratchgravels. These little guys are mostly gone now-…

The heat of summer makes birding a bit troublesome. Seems as though they are all tired of singing their songs- they must all be busy with the work of raising the next generation. They all need to eat and rest and get ready to go where ever they go for the fall migration. The birds…

The colors are really beginning to change. Mini-ridge and E-trail are quite nice right now. A feral apple tree along lower mini-ridge is producing apples- much to the joy of the deer, I suspect. There are a few Harebells hanging on and providing pops of purple, but I have not seen them yet. The winners…

The Rodney Meadow trail on the way up hill from the Waterline trail is just starting to put its autumn colors on. This gully is awash in color from late April through September. Since this is part of one of my favorite loops in the south hills, I’m quite glad for the color.

A blurry image of the Full Moon from this morning. I keep hoping to catch the Ten-petal Blazing Stars open- but not yet. Night blooming flowers can be a bit tricky. Never theless, I liked the way the light was playing here. So I stopped to take a few pictures. The Lab always shoots me…

As usual, we took an evening walk in the hills with the Lab. This evening we decided to go up into the Rodney Ridge area. There’s a bit of water in a spot just off the parking area that Obi likes to use in August. In addition to Obi, the water feature has a tendency…

Obi has always had strong opinions, but lately he is becoming abit more demonstrative. When we come to a fork ina trail, and I take the ‘wrong’ one, he simply goes a few feet onto his prefered trail and stares. Unmoving. This is happening more often and I always try to negotiate with him. Sometimes…

his tree, on the Black Forest trail ridge in Wakina Sky, was first blown partially over by wind, but continued to grow. Later in its life a fire came through and burned the lower portion, but it continued to grow. When things get tough, be this tree and keep on growing. Lessons from nature.