Just a half-hour walk from our house flows the North Fork of the Teton River. Even though it’s on the edge of our busy town, it is the home for plenty of wildlife from muskrats, beaver and moose to a variety of birds. If I can get to the area near the end of the airport before the sun gets too high I can occasionally see deer.
This morning I got late start but I took my camera to see what I’d find.
The big full moon was sliding down the sky toward the horizon.
The low angle of the rising sun put a glow on the down of the milkweed pods.
Even the noxious bull thistles looked attractive in the morning light.
There was still dew on the petals of the wild daisies.
The wet weather we’ve had brought out the mushrooms.
A variety of birds were making a breakfast of a hatch of gnats and other insects flying above the water.
I heard the call of a kingfisher and got my camera up just in time to catch a flash of blue as it shot by.
It came darting back and I got a fuzzy photo of its white chest.
It flew to a perch among the trees along the bank but landed in the branches so I still didn’t get a good photograph.
I waited and in a few minutes it gave another cry that sounded like the clatter of a broken chain saw and then zoomed by again. I took about five fast shots.
One looked sort of okay.