We encountered Black-tailed Prairie Dogs during a hike at our local Cheyenne Mountain State Park this past Friday. To our great delight, this year's little ones were out and about, exploring and frolicking. May I present: Precious Prairie Pups (my husband's coinage). To enlarge a photo, click on it.
. . . is to spend a morning on the prairie east of town, with a view of our local mountain range in full view. This is especially true after one to two inches of rain have fallen on the region, the temperature is comfortable, the sun shining, and the wind nearly absent. The earth … Continue reading My Idea of Bliss . . .
I am still trying to process the myriad photographs and thoughts about a recent out-of-state road trip (please stay tuned). We didn’t return to Colorado until April 15 and the weeks since seem to have flown by. It’s hard to fathom that the month is nearly over. To remind myself of the local goings-on, I … Continue reading April Snapshots
Dear Mrs. and Mr. Oriole, I regret to inform you that your home, beautiful and sturdy though it was, fell victim to this winter’s storms. I recently found it in a dry creek bed at the foot of the cottonwood tree where you had so laboriously affixed it to a number of branches. My heart … Continue reading Dear Mrs. and Mr. Oriole
If the “bobkitten” encounter I wrote about two posts ago was unexpected, it wasn’t my first with this species and, with any luck, won’t have been the last one in our local environs. I’m not sure the same can be said about my meeting with the protagonist of today’s post, which was even more unexpected. … Continue reading Even More Unexpected
