"Stuff is eaten by dogs, broken by family and friends, sanded down by the wind, frozen by the mountains, lost by the prairie, burnt off by the sun, washed away by the rain. So you are left with dogs, family, friends, sun, rain, wind, prairie and mountains. What more do you want?" Federico Calboli
Saturday, February 05, 2011
Air Force
Snapped this shot on the fly today. It's a hard winter in western Wyoming with deep crusted snow, and mule deer and pronghorn are starting to winterkill. Carcasses of big game animals are immediately targeted by avian predators. A weak rough-legged hawk landed at Jim's gravel pit yesterday, so he called state wildlife officials. Poor bugger was so weak it didn't take much to catch, with the biologist walking right up to the hawk and picking him up. There's a herd of about 400 elk about 25 miles south of our place out in the high sagebrush desert. Hope the rest of the winter is more gentle.
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On the fly, drive-by's are my favorite kind of shots. ;) I like this.
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