If the rain turned to snow…

It might look like this.

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Throwback Tuesday

In the Garden of the Gods. Colorado Springs, Colorado. August 2010.

I’m not sure I like that title.  It sounds a bit like I’m throwing Tuesday back because I don’t like it or something.  Ah well.  Titles are not easy for me to come by so I’ll stick with it.

Today is a rather full day for me so I decided to mine the archives (hence the “throwback”) and see what I could come up with for a quick post.  Naturally I ended up in the Colorado section because I have ignored so many of the photos from our last trip out there that I can always come up with something that hasn’t yet appeared on Ye Olde Blogge.

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289: More from Shenk’s Ferry Wildflower Preserve

I dream of hiking into my old age.  I want to be able even then to pack my load and take off slowly but steadily along the trail.

~ Marlyn Doan

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288: Shenk’s Ferry Wildflower Preserve

Way back in the beginning of May, M and I took a trip out to New Jersey and Pennsylvania.  While we were in Pennsylvania, we spent a morning hiking in Lancaster County.  One of the areas where we hiked was Shenk’s Ferry Wildflower Preserve.  The main wildflower trail is approximately one mile long, and an easy hike.  One could probably hike it fairly quickly if one didn’t want to stop, look at, and photograph all the flowers.

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138: The Colorado River

(Snow on the roof.)

Another gray, snowy day here in the Bogs.  I didn’t wander far when I went out.  I fed the birds.  Watched our two red-tailed hawks as they watched the birds at the feeders.  The hawks have been swooping down, attempting to feast on a bird or two, birds we have lured in with food.  As far as I can tell, the hawks have not yet been successful in their attempts.

I took a few photos but don’t want to post them.  I’m not in the mood to look at snow and gray skies.

(Colorado River.  Rocky Mountain National Park.  Colorado.)

Instead, I’ve been sorting through the Colorado pics from last August.  I would like to get prints made of some of them.  It’s just a matter of picking out a few and that means going through them, one by one.  Since I mentioned the Colorado River in Friday’s placeholder post, without showing it to you, I thought it only fair that you get a chance to look at it in photos and not just in the imagination.

(Cloud and grass reflections on the Colorado.)

A river seems a magic thing.  A magic, moving, living part of the very earth itself — for it is from the soil, both from its depth and from it surface, that a river has its beginning.

~ Laura Gilpin

(Fly fishing in the Colorado.)

By the time it came to the edge of the Forest, the stream had grown up, so that it was almost a river, and, being grown-up, it did not run and jump and sparkle along as it used to do when it was younger, but moved slowly.  For it knew now where it was going, and it said to itself, ‘There is no hurry.  We shall get there some day.’

~ Benjamin Hoff, The Tao of Pooh

The Colorado River is 1,450 miles long and originates at La Poudre Pass Lake on the Continental Divide in Rocky Mountain National Park.

(At the Continental Divide.  RMNP.  Colorado.)

(Poudre  Lake.)

The photos of the river, above and below, were taken in Kawuneeche Valley, about 10 miles from the river’s source.

(Winding.)

(Bending.)

The weather here in the Bogs is going to be about the same tomorrow, only colder.  By Wednesday we might see some sunshine and I’ll be ready/willing to post photos from my daily outdoor excursions.  In the meantime, isn’t it nice to see so much color?

Today’s CD:  The Black Keys,The Big Come Up.

The Black Keys are a couple of local guys, from Akron, Ohio, who play some bluesy, raw, garage-band rock.  I’m hoping to see them in concert someday (they are always sold out around here before we can get tickets).  I don’t have their newest album yet, but you can hear some of the songs from it here.  (“Howlin’ For You” is one of my faves.)


The wildflowers of 2006

(An August 2006 view of the wildflower meadow.)

Karma, in one of her comments on my blog, asked if I had any photos of the wildflower meadow when it was in full bloom.  I couldn’t find anything from the spring months.  Perhaps because I was new to digital photography (and not yet addicted enough to be snapping hundreds of photos every day), perhaps because the flowers tend to be more sporadic in the spring so I took a few close-up shots but no wider or longer views of the meadow itself.

September of 2006 seems to have been a great time for the wildflowers.  Not just those in the meadow, either.  I have a file of photos all taken on the same day (September 29) from one of my walks around the pond.  There were flowers blooming everywhere.  Some, like the coneflowers, were finished for the season, but others were bursting out in bloom all over the place, including the jewelweed, something I didn’t see as much of this year.

(Praying mantis hiding in the jewelweed.)

There seem to have been plenty of monarchs flitting about as well.  I have a large collection of photos of them.

(Monarch in the asters.)

It was interesting going back and having a look at photos from four years ago.  It is hard to believe that much time has passed since I got my first digital camera.  I don’t think my photography has changed much, though.  Even back then I was trying to do that impressionism thing:

Although it almost hurts to look at that one (lol!) because of the blurriness, I do like the colors.  What is odd is how the camera focused on one plant over to the far right.

(A view of the pond from above the wildflower meadow.)

Karma also asked (when I left a comment at her place which, by the way, have you visited yet?  You should.  Go now.  I’ll wait…) about pictures of baby killdeers.  I had mentioned that we usually have a family of them nesting on our property and that I always enjoy watching the babies.  I thought I had several pictures of the group of them from this past spring but could only find this one:

They were living in the garden, near the asparagus bed.  It was a good spot to pick, for the most part, because the garden is fenced in yet roomy enough to walk the babies around.  The only problem with nesting in the garden was that the night before I took this photo M and I were out in the garden picking asparagus by flashlight (I can’t remember why we decided to do some night gardening) and I almost stepped on the babies who were all huddled together, no doubt scared after having this giant stomp through their nesting area.  I had no idea they were out there as I hadn’t seen them during the day.

I went back the next morning and took a few photos.  Most of them must have been blurry or otherwise deemed “no good” as this was all I could find.  I had a brief period of ruthlessness a few months back and went on a delete spree that cleared out a lot of photos that I’m sure would have done nothing more than languish and take up space.  I need to do that again.  Soon.

Thank you, Karma, for giving me the incentive to go back and have another look.  It was fun and I think I may have learned a thing or two about myself while I was at it.


Ho ho hum…

(Longwood Gardens.  December 2007)

I have to go to the past to dig up some holiday decorations for the blog.  I’m sure we’ll get out and about somewhere at sometime where there will be decorations and I’ll take some photos but in the meantime, enjoy the look back.

I am pausing my 365 photo challenge for now.  I may pick it up again sometime after the first of the year.  We’ll see.