I would consider myself a scattered photographer… some people would call it spray and pray, ok, there i said it. My photography teacher in high school called me prolific.
We’ve only lived in the mountains with the snow for a few years (4 years this year). So we are still trying to figure out the weather patterns and such. I have no idea how you know when the snow is over, and Spring is on the way. But then neither do the weather forecasters.
We got our last snow just last week, on Groundhog Day of all things.
But since that snow, the animals have been coming out of hiding. We have seen deer and elk in the community, in the forest, and on the roads.
As I type this, I’m watching this little bunny hopping around our front yard looking for food. The chipmunks and squirrels are active… and the birds are coming back. The ground is alive with blue jays and the occasional yellow bird even.
Yesterday we saw several wasps and bees make their first appearance.
We may have another dusting of snow still this winter… but it sure seems like the animals know something the rest of us don’t… Spring is coming.