A winter wonderland melts as soon as the sun graces the land. It is only for a short time that the unique crystals remain and never will be the same. I love a good Hoar Frost and go racing when I see it foggy and cold.
Thursday, December 13, 2018
Mother and father sharing a sunny morning with a child
This was in my archives, a hawk landed to catch dinner and made the impression.
I leaned over to try and get the reflection in the ice and zoom I slid down these hills much faster than walking up. There are times you go from tree to tree, and I have even been on all fours. My best time was wearing my riding boots and hiking up a steep bluff not thinking it was treacherous going up, but even worse going down. One sits and slides at times rather than falling. The beauty is all around and each new snow makes me want to be those first footprints. This valley leads to a large cave called Horse-thief Cave I have shown a few times. The start of the trail was a garrison along the river when steam boats used the area.
Tuesday, December 11, 2018
Oh no Mister Bill
When fog freezes it forms what is called hoar frost, which makes an interesting configuration on the landscape all around until the sun comes out.
Trumpeter Swans Flourish in Shallow Lakes of Iowa. Trumpeter Swans in the Prairie Pothole Region of Iowa are making a remarkable comeback. By the late 1800s habitat conversion had extirpated the species from the region. Thanks to partnerships for habitat restoration, today there is a healthy population.
Do you disguise your gifts when wrapping? This may be a skillet. LOL
Downy Woodpecker couple