With such a vast, deep place, the weather and seasons color the canyon with many moods. One trip is never enough to really explore her. In these moody scenes, we see cycles in nature that seem to mimic our own.
In the vast space above us, there is a canvas that nature paints. She brings clouds on the wings of the wind, she shines a spotlight where she’d like your attention, she uses color to delight your senses. Nature darkens the sky for rest and introspection.
Winter in the Grand Tetons is not just cold; it is one of the most pristine, quiet, and spiritual times to enjoy the rugged landscape. The crowds of summer are a mere memory. The mountains stand taller; the lakes are frozen over, storms move in suddenly, and vacate just the same. The setting inspires intimate landscape photography–the intimate kind that only a Wyoming winter storm can create.
Fall is the soft shoulder of seasons, releasing us from the heat of summer, gently guiding us towards the inevitable, relentless cold of winter. Come enjoy these aesthetic photos and a virtual trip with me to Crested Butte, an epicenter of autumn foliage.
I am waiting in the cold stillness of a winter morning. Darkness is barely lifting. There is a hint of the sun inching towards the tip of the San Pasqual mountains. I feel a hint of something about to happen. Is it a sound? A movement in the distance? No, I realize that I am feeling the vibration of wings. Hundreds of thousands of wings. Then the silhouetted cloud of hundreds, maybe thousands, of snow geese appears. They circle in a mad symphony overhead, both deafening and glorious. My heart is racing. I forget how cold my hands are, and I watch in amazement. The wetlands at Bosque del Apache in New Mexico offer an important winter stopping point for Sandhill Cranes, Ross’ Snow Geese, and many varieties of raptors and shorebirds.