The lights of Logan, Utah, twinkle in the autumn predawn chill . . .
. . . as the late October sunrise ventures over the Bear River Range . . .
. . . finally turning night to golden morning in Cache Valley. (Ted Pease ©2008)
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Autumn Sunrise
The lights of Logan, Utah, twinkle in the autumn predawn chill . . .
. . . as the late October sunrise ventures over the Bear River Range . . .
. . . finally turning night to golden morning in Cache Valley. (Ted Pease ©2008)
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Monday, October 13, 2008
First Snow, Oct. 13, 2008
The dogs at morning (2 days after I bought a new lawnmower...). (Ted Pease ©2008)
Friday, October 3, 2008
Fall Morning Over the Wellsvilles
Morning mist clears over Mendon Peak and the Wellsville Range. (©Ted Pease 2008)
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Great Horned Owl
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Woody the Owl
A young Great Horned Owl appeared in our yard Saturday.
It was acting a little weird: hanging around the yard in daylight, didn’t seem to mind us and the dogs ogling. Over the next couple of days, it was on the ground and sat on bottom rail of the fence.
Since we were just back from the funeral of Brenda’s dad, we started calling it Woody after dad (and brother). Lakota Indians and others believe that the spirits of the dear-departed reside in owls, visit us and then are transported on. That’s a nice thought.
So we are sad to report that Woody the Owl has gone on, too. He was acting funny this morning, sleepy and had trouble flying. So we called the state Wildlife people; the nice deputy who came picked Woody up easily, and determined that he was ailing—didn’t resist at all, and her eyes were closing and head was lolling as the ranger held her. A beautiful thing, who has come and gone. We honor him. See other pix here and here. (©Ted Pease 2008)
Woody the Owl
A young Great Horned Owl appeared in our yard Saturday.
Since we were just back from the funeral of Brenda’s dad, we started calling it Woody after dad (and brother). Lakota Indians and others believe that the spirits of the dear-departed reside in owls, visit us and then are transported on. That’s a nice thought.So we are sad to report that Woody the Owl has gone on, too. He was acting funny this morning, sleepy and had trouble flying. So we called the state Wildlife people; the nice deputy who came picked Woody up easily, and determined that he was ailing—didn’t resist at all, and her eyes were closing and head was lolling as the ranger held her. A beautiful thing, who has come and gone. We honor him. See other pix here and here. (©Ted Pease 2008)
Saturday, August 30, 2008
September Sunset
Pastel hues paint the Bear River Range on a gentle September evening. (©Ted Pease 2005)
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Bliss
Sadie may prefer the beach in northern California, but can adapt to hot Utah in August—if there's a sprinkler going. (Ted Pease photo ©2008) See more, including a link to YouTube video sprinklerhead frenzy.
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Winter Sky Over Cutler Marsh
November Skies and the Wellsville Range Reflect in Cutler Marsh (©Ted Pease 2003)
Winter on the Bear River Range
The Bear River Range reflected in Cutler Marsh, Cache Valley, Utah (©Ted Pease 2003)
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Bear River Range
A Wintry Morning, Bear River Range and Cutler Marsh, Northern Utah (©Ted Pease 2004)
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
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