
The days are still fairly warm; the nights are cold enough for a coat (hair, fur, feather or otherwise!). During the short, sunshine-filled days, if it’s quiet enough, naps are almost a must-do.

The days are still fairly warm; the nights are cold enough for a coat (hair, fur, feather or otherwise!). During the short, sunshine-filled days, if it’s quiet enough, naps are almost a must-do.

Could Piedra be any more unabashedly beautiful?
No. The answer is no, she absolutely could NOT! Lovely girl. 🙂

Maia is as pretty in the spring of her birth as she is in the low autumn light with a fuzzy coat and the rabbitbrush already puffy.

It has been an incredibly busy fall season already. Third rifle season descends on Disappointment Valley (and every other bit of public land in Colorado) today. Apologies to good, ethical hunters, but it is THE WORST week of my year. So partly to set the tone for a hopefully OK week (and a safe one), and partly because I mostly forgot these images (!), let’s start it with some golden eagles.
The above image was taken more than a week ago (on my mom’s birthday, actually!), as you can see by the phase of the moon (wow, has it been BRIGHT!). But see that little speck right of center? That’s an eagle, and THAT is what I spotted that made me stop and scramble to get my camera out of its pack.

Two of the three eagles I saw were flying (cavorting?!) together above Spring Creek Basin’s western rimrocks. I like to think they came flying overhead to see what the crazy two-legged was doing, and I was glad to see them so close in all their majesty.

I love eagles. 🙂
Be safe out there.

Who *doesn’t* adore backlighting!?
Love her whiskers and the wind-tossed flip of just that one strand of mane. 🙂

From Space.com: “The November full moon will be the closest and brightest moon of the year.“
Be like Temple, and get out and enjoy it Wednesday night (the above pic was taken Monday evening). 🙂

Skywalker looks back down at the band from where he’d grazed up onto a hill.
He grazed a bit more, then rejoined them at the base of the hill. The grass may be “greener,” but where the band is … that’s where the (his) heart is. 🙂