This post doesn't have much of a theme, except that all the pictures were taken during an early morning walk with Piper through the field Baloo claimed as his own and explored nearly every morning of his life up here - I still think of it as "Baloo's Big Field", though Piper is laying her own claim to it these days.
We heard the clacking of this sandhill crane and it landed across the field from us and went stalking through one of the wet areas looking for breakfast.
I noticed this pine cone nestled in a bunch of cedar needles and loved the textures and soft colors. The play of light and dark on the bleached cone is an interesting contrast to the rusty needles.
Red-winged blackbirds have been staking out territories. When they sing their songs, they fluff up their feathers and the red and yellow epaulets on their shoulders expand. This fellow's brilliant colors caught the morning sun's rays and shone so brightly that every female must have been impressed.
Okay, so the chickadees may be year-round residents, but their spring songs are always welcome (especially when they push the season a little and remind us in February that spring is coming, in spite of all evidence to the contrary). They're also really cute!