Thursday, March 30, 2017

April Nears

This month slipped by and I hardly was able to keep track of my dates. I looked for any sign of
spring, looking in every nook and cranny. Lots of new babies on the farm and many new areas found to explore later in the year. I hope you all have had some warm great you even if it is only a few days.






Why to always have waxed paper in your car.





Saturday, March 25, 2017

Springtime Stroll

"Dude, I am so hungry,"said Jet.
I could eat anything
A carrot would be nice. You thought I was going to say I could eat a horse, how primitive. Where is the house and home we have eaten of yours?
Crocus
Warmer weather is just down the road. It warms for a few days and then bang, more cold. The snowflakes were huge the other day, but melted fast.


Green willow buds announce Spring


It was so cold, I walked the fastest I have ever walked through the labyrinth.

A Meadowlark slinks and shivers through the cold.
A rookery of Great Blue Herons, huge birds with a six foot wingspan.




Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Sunny Prairie Spring



A prairie castle stands off in the background
The start of a fairy tale.
Last years nest, many are sitting on nests right now. I have been watching a new eagle nest, they laid eggs near Valentine's Day.

With the right angle getting full use of the sun I was able to ghost out this plant. If I moved even a fraction of an inch I would have had full focus like this next shot.
These are all dried goldenrod blooms.
A second attempt, I got better definition.


Can one ever look more laid back?
Life is good lounging
On a giant piece of limestone.
Playing with the contrails and sunset, there weren't many clouds to  use.
Rather nice to have 750 acres of prairie all to myself. Meanwhile over in Grand Island , Nebraska is the Sandhill Crane migration.



Sunday, March 19, 2017

That Last Stroll Of Winter, Who's Watching Who?

Canadian Goose
Robin


Red-winged Blackbird


Cardinal

There is a certain primitive stance birds carry looking for food. That rather watchful eye never misses a movement.
Goldfinch