Like much of the rest of the country winter arrived way ahead of schedule this year. The consequence has been that my daily hikes have been shortened somewhat and carried on without my camera and binoculars. Fortunately we’ve been able to extend our recent birding outings to Florida to a month and as I look out this morning at the snow piled up already… I can hardly wait. In the meantime, here are some views of a hike Lily and I took in late October this year…. Bluff Country at its very best.
We live about sixty miles west of "The Father of Waters" right on the edge of the divide between the hills and valleys stretching south along the river and the former tall and short grass prairies (now corn and soybean fields) to the west and the Rocky Mountains. That last week of what we call "Indian Summer" Mrs. T., Miss Lily and I hiked many miles enjoying every minute of it....:)