Mother Nature is the artist. I just collect the memories…

What a GORGEOUS Day!!

Ahh…it felt like Spring.  Hell, it almost felt like summer!  Woke up to a gorgeous sunrise, and had my first cup of coffee on the front porch listening to the sparrows as the sun crept up over the hills…

Sparrow at Sunrise

I got home from work and the Sphinx moths were back out, only this time they were after the freshly blossomed lilacs…

I had to go down to Big Pine to water some animals for a friend who is out of town.  For giggles, I cruised up one of my favorite roads to see if by chance the snakes were awake, and wouldn’t you know it…

Panamint Rattlesnake--Crotalus stephensi

This little juvenile Panamint was very cool, chilling in the road on the way back down.  So it’s official.  First snake of the year means spring is officially here!  I don’t care the weather thinks…

Thanks for looking!


3 responses

  1. I’m so jealous, it’s snowing in NH right now. Spring will have to wait until winter is through.

    BTW, I’m heading to the eastern sierras for a week in May…flying into Reno, eventually driving down to Mono Lake. Anything in between a must-see area? Never been there before so it’s all new to us.

    April 1, 2011 at 4:45 am

    • If you’re coming to Mono from Reno, you will be driving right past Lake Tahoe, straight through Walker Canyon and Bridgeport, and right past the turn-off for Bodie ghost town all before you get to Mono Lake. 395 from Reno to Lone Pine is, in my opinion, the prettiest stretch of highway in the US…

      April 1, 2011 at 6:31 am

  2. wonderful capture of the sphinx moth! good job.

    April 1, 2011 at 8:27 am

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