I love to take photos of places I go and things I see. Here is a collection of photos that I have selected to represent the month.
The leaves are changing, and this little stream is inviting with the low hanging limbs of a variety of colors. This peaceful little stream is a continual water source on the property as it comes down from the mountains. The stream is quiet here, but come spring, it will rush and rage through the property as the snows melt. The more snow that is in the mountains, the harder it is for these banks to hold it all in
Morning Glory. This is the grand hidden jewel of Yellowstone National Park. I had to hike back a mile or so, but there she was ready for me to enjoy the colors and the awesomeness of it.
I had been looking for this the dozen or so times I had gone to the park. I went specifically to see this thermal wonder.
A forest fire in the Hyalite Canyon area developed this large plume of smoke as the fire chewed up the dry and dead pines. Those pines that had been victims of the pine bark beetle were the first to go.
This photo was also on the KBZK news website
Excuse me, we fell out of the nest too early, and we would appreciate it if someone would be so kind as to fill our face for us.
This little one fell early, and when she did not move, she was carted off to the Raptor Rescue for nursing back to health. I am happy to report, she is doing fine and enjoys spending time in the trees with her mother and brother.
Sometimes, at the end of the day, the simple beauty of a sunset is enough to erase any stress that the day brought on. This particular sunset was vibrant and the way the rays of the setting sun reached up through the clouds, high into the sky, captured my attention.
Normally, these sunsets are broadcast across the pond in such vibrant colors that I must get out and see what is setting the pond on fire. This was what awaited me one summer night.
I will always love the big sky sunsets, no matter where I find myself in the future.
Well, I am not sure what kind of raptor he is, nor can I tell how old he or she is, but one thing is certain, the mouth was empty, and he would appreciate it very much if someone would fill it for him.
I am not sure where he went or how long he sat on the fence, but I got several photos of him. They were taken inside the house, so the quality was not very good since I was shooting through two panes of glass. None the less, here is my afternoon visitor looking for a handout.
In what appears to be handtinted colors, this wonderful reflection was captured at the edge of the pond one night at sunset.
The clouds were over the Bridger Mountains where they were reflecting the sunset that was to the west of them. This reflection was then repeated into the still water of the pond.
Ah, sweet spring.
Spring time in the Yellowstone’s Lamar Valley. I saw a lot of wolves, bison and big horn sheep this trip. While I got a lot of those photos, the image of the bison in the snow while they wandered through the valley seemed so real western. I wanted the mountains and the snow in the background.
This is only one photo of many that were the epitome of western art. If I could paint, I would be working on a photo of a bison in the snow.
The first warm day and we were off. We headed to Butte, MT to see what we could see, but along the way we stopped for a huge cinnamon roll from Wheat Montana Farms, Inc. in Three Forks, MT. It was the size of a hubcap!
Then we stopped at this state park that has ringing rocks. Pipestone State Park is located along Interstate 90 by Whitehall, MT. The rocks will chime when they are hit with a hammer or anything that can make them ring. They are a geological rarity and there is only one other place like this, and that is in Pennsylvania.
They sound a bit like a pan being hit with a spoon. They have a short sound with no real reverberation. Maybe I will need to go back and take some sheet music with me. I am sure that I could bang out a tune or two.
They say it is because of the dust and dirt in the atmosphere that causes the sunsets to be so brilliant.
The refraction of the light hits the particles and bounces back the brilliant reds, oranges and yellows that can be seen in this sunset. The upper atmosphere was windy as you can see from the distortion of the clouds. The layer of darker purple was a darker area of the coming storm. We were getting ready to have a winter snow storm. Boy, did we get a snow storm!
Julie L. Cleveland 