One of the advantages of having an active dog is he's relentless when it comes to taking afternoon walks (meaning, he makes sure we get our exercise). In fact, we joke that we'd better take Mr. Darcy out before he explodes.
Our usual walk is a two-mile circuit (one mile there and back) along the dirt road leading to our house. At this time of year, early spring, the vista is constantly changing. Come along on one of our afternoon perambulations.
The meadowlarks are returning. For some reason I have a dickens of a time photographing these melodious birds. They're cagey and don't let you get too close, which is why I had to zoom in and then crop these photos ... but wow can they belt out music.
In March, large flocks of geese are not unusual. These guys are heading for the lake.
Here some fog is just burning off, showing a glimpse of the hillside across the canyon.
By contrast, here are some sheets of rain around the butte. Despite the ominous setting, we didn't get wet since the rain skirted around us.
More rain across the canyon.
Now here's an interesting thing. See this vista?
Or this one?
In both photos, note the glimpse of flat green field in the middle distance. Those fields are early growth of winter wheat, just emerging after the snow. What's not obvious is those fields are loaded with deer.
It wasn't always easy to focus on the deer through the tangle of tree branches.
Here's some ice overlaid by mud from an earlier water flow. The mud is insulating the ice against a fast melt-off.
Being a golden retriever, Mr. Darcy is forever toting sticks along the road.
Maybe it's a guy thing, but it seems the bigger the stick, the better. I can't tell you the number of times he's tried to drag small trees along for the ride.
A pair of mourning doves.
Five cows, five calves. I am forever taking a mental count to make sure no one's missing.
So that's a walk in early spring. Thanks for coming along!