May 7th, 2011: Part One
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ferineIt was, according to myth, the birthday of the goddess Artemis. To honor her special day, the boys and I went for a stroll along our much loved 104th Open Space and bike trail. A new trail and walking bridge have been erected in the opposite direction we normally go, so we went that way first, after photographing this pretty bush beside the parking lot:
I love how green the moss looks beneath the South Platte River in this particular shot:
For some reason the tree in the two following shots struck me as the presence of Artemis:
Lovely little wildflowers along the new path:
Fragile green butterfly:
Hive of bees in a tree:
Tree of holes and nooks:
Snowcapped peaks in the distance:
Inviting off-trail spots in the new area:
As we doubled back, we caught this Canada Goose couple. Look how tiny their gosling is!:
Following the trail in our usual direction now, we spied the Cliff Swallows flitting about the 104th highway bridge. Lo and behold, some were mobbing Red-tailed Hawks:
Beside the Platte was a male Mallard, followed by a Cattle Egret, followed by Black Crowned Night Herons:
Scattered feathers, an empty egg shell, a dead frog:
We came across a rotting doe carcass. It was killed by coyotes that live by the river, we surmised, as its throat had been torn out and the stomach ripped open. Not much edible remained, though one leg and the head/neck still had fur on them. The stink was astounding:
I love how green the moss looks beneath the South Platte River in this particular shot:
For some reason the tree in the two following shots struck me as the presence of Artemis:
Lovely little wildflowers along the new path:
Fragile green butterfly:
Hive of bees in a tree:
Tree of holes and nooks:
Snowcapped peaks in the distance:
Inviting off-trail spots in the new area:
As we doubled back, we caught this Canada Goose couple. Look how tiny their gosling is!:
Following the trail in our usual direction now, we spied the Cliff Swallows flitting about the 104th highway bridge. Lo and behold, some were mobbing Red-tailed Hawks:
Beside the Platte was a male Mallard, followed by a Cattle Egret, followed by Black Crowned Night Herons:
Scattered feathers, an empty egg shell, a dead frog:
We came across a rotting doe carcass. It was killed by coyotes that live by the river, we surmised, as its throat had been torn out and the stomach ripped open. Not much edible remained, though one leg and the head/neck still had fur on them. The stink was astounding:
