I spend a considerable amount of time trying to figure out: What am I looking at? It's not me or the camera (I think), but the amount of light that makes a difference.
On my way home from near Berthoud Falls, I almost ran into a cloud bank but it was blocked by Green Mountain. When writing this little essay, it was almost blocked, too!
I woke up Thursday to a sultry morning. In Denver? A night of thunderstorms was just ending, and the Buck Moon watched over it all.
An early bike ride and sunrise on a US holiday was dark and emblematic of these times.
I surprised myself riding my bike in the dark an hour before dawn, but I had some rocks to photograph!
School's out for summer, and Bear Valley is still and quiet on a weekend morning.
It was not a good day to be a fish, judging by the numbers of those fishing along the banks of the South Platte River in Waterton Canyon.
We return to a familiar setting renewed by Summer's growth and a day of sun and storms.
Last time I shared images of Hutchinson Park was from the depths of Winter. My, how things have changed!
Won't you guess my pain? Devil's Head has a trail that showed no sympathy to my knees!
Weather forecasts indicating a cloudy morning predicted a pre-dawn race up the valley for a clear Colorado HIGH SKY!
To mark the occasion of the half-anniversary of Colorado HIGH SKY and Memorial Day in the US, let's focus on the journey, not the destination.
