Showing posts with label Weasel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Weasel. Show all posts

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Fall is coming

Two things that tell me fall is just around the corner is the long-tailed weasels turning white and the sandhill cranes gathering on the open harvested fields and summer pastures.  Here a weasel hunts for rodents by sneaking down their holes.  If you look closely, you can still see a little of it summer coloring on its forehead.
Here a pair of sandhill cranes fly over me on Henrys Lake Flat last Friday as I went up to deliver fishing flies to several businesses.  I stopped to observe several hundred of them on the flat.
Wishing you all the best in the wilds wherever you care to visit them.