Ray of light

14 08 2019

Mule deer on Green Mountain, Wyoming.

These mule deer were more curious than worried on Green Mountain as the early morning sunshine shrugged off the clouds and found space among the trees to spotlight the lovelies.

Mule deer doe on Green Mountain, Wyoming.

Isn’t she lovely? You can see her eyelashes from here! (Photo taken through the window of my Jeep, from the road.)

More elk friends

7 03 2019

Elk in Spring Creek Basin.

*Note: Extreme laziness was employed in the photographing of these elk. 🙂 I pointed my camera and aimed through the passenger-side window of my vehicle while stopped on Disappointment Valley Road; they were in Spring Creek Basin. There may have been 20 to 25 or so.

Elk in Spring Creek Basin.

Elk in Spring Creek Basin.

Elk in Spring Creek Basin.

I stayed with them for a couple of minutes, taking photos, then went on my way to let them go on theirs. Trudging through the mud can’t be any easier for them, even with their long legs, than it is for humans (hence my laziness in the vehicle ;)).

Elk friends

10 02 2019

So I was just hanging out in Spring Creek Basin with my mustang friends when these guys showed up, moseying along, drinking at the same little pool of water in the rock arroyo. Super cool. 🙂

Bull elk, Spring Creek Basin

Bull elk, Spring Creek Basin

Bull elk, Spring Creek Basin

Bull elk, Spring Creek Basin

This fellow has had some kind of encounter that resulted in a broken main beam of his antlers.

Bull elk, Spring Creek Basin

And this healthy-bodied youngster has a great start on what will someday be a very impressive set of antlers!

There were about five bulls with a group of cows and calves. Because of the trees, I couldn’t get a count (and I never think about it anyway), but I’d estimate around 15 to 20 total. The boys usually disperse into all-male groups after the rut, but these elk were still hanging out together. And as you can see, they still have their antlers.

In my experience, elk are pretty wary and hard to get close to. These guys and gals were grazing through the snow near a band of mustangs when I first saw them, but unfortunately, I couldn’t get to my camera quick enough to document that. However, it may be why they were so calm; their equine friends were calm. 🙂

Later, when I looked across the little valley from the ridge I was on to the ridge they had been on, most of them had bedded down on patches of bare ground under pinon and juniper trees (which are sucking up that moisture like nobody’s business!). Nice and quiet on a very windy day!


3 11 2018

Mule deer does and fawns in Spring Creek Basin.

So begins the worst, busiest, most anxiety-inducing week of the year in Disappointment Valley: third rifle season. Deer and elk are the targets.

A little yellow flash

14 10 2018

Little yellow bird

Possibly the worst bird photo ever.

But I LOVE that eye!

This little bird – possibly an immature yellow warbler? – fluttered down to the ground behind where I was sitting, watching a band of horses. When I turned around to determine the cause of the soft ruckus, this little beauty was hopping on the ground … then flew up to a sagebush. Of course, it managed to alight on the far side of the stalks, where it watched me watching it. 🙂 Love these littlest gifts from heaven.

When it flew away, I swear it did somersaults. Even Sundance turned to watch with what I can only assume was immense admiration.

Big bad bobkitty

12 10 2018


OK, not “bad” at all – it just went with the headline. 🙂


Prongs on the hill

11 09 2018

Pronghorn buck on corral hill.

Our mustangs aren’t the only ones taking advantage of the basin’s water catchments. This handsome fellow waited on the hill for Comanche’s band to drink at the corral catchment (built just two years ago). The horses were VERY interested in him.