Watching Coyote
I love to see coyotes because it feels as if they bring good luck. Although I’ve seen a number of them, both in the mountains and the desert, sightings are so rare that this is the first time I’ve had a chance to take a picture of one. Unfortunately, it was with my zoom lens in a car that, while not moving, was still on.
Mountain Contrast
I had fun playing with this one, adding a whimsical glow to the photo to complement the glowing leaves and add a fairy tale essence.
Faded Flowers
Even after a killing frost, these mountain flowers retain some of their beauty and grace.
Sunset Spot
One of our favorite things to do is to find new locations in which to watch the sunset. One weekend this summer, my husband and I went out into the desert and enjoyed an evening right here.
Last Butterfly of Autumn
One of the last butterflies of the season finds a still-blooming flower for an afternoon snack.
Study in Shadow and Sandstone
The setting sun creates silhouettes out of juniper trees and fins in Devil’s Garden
(at the end of the road in Arches National Park).
The Big Yawn
I’m yawning even as I post this, which is only appropriate. This is actually one of the first photos I took with my new Nikon DSLR this summer. I lined up for a shot, and Rosie decided to yawn. At least she was polite enough to keep her eyes relatively in focus. Such a sweetie that way.
Claret Cup Bud
I love autumn — the rain, the smell of the leaves, the cool nights — but about this time of year I begin to miss spring flowers. I photographed this picture of a claret cup bud last spring, before I had either this site or my DSLR. When I saw it in my folder last evening the colors jumped out at me and I knew the time had come to post it.
Spider on the Loose
We were driving over to Natural Bridges National Monument this weekend when sharp-sighted hubs spotted this tarantula crossing the road near the base of the Moki Dugway. It was drizzling lightly as we hopped out of the car, me with my camera fitted with its macro lens. As the spider pushed forward, I skittered backward, camera aimed on its hairy head, shooting photo after photo in the hopes that one would turn out the way I wished.
A few minutes later we let the spider go its way, and we went ours. No one — spider or human — was harmed in the making of this picture.
