I had a fan on high on this hot July afternoon as I sat and read on the back deck. The time was about six thirty. Suddenly, I heard the shrill whistle-like bob-bob white! I stopped reading. Did I hear that sound correctly. The musical notes repeated. I was hearing a Bobwhite Quail singing down by the stream. I answered and the bird began answering my calls. WOW! I went for the camera.

I eased down over the deck steps to my lower yard and sat down. I had the male quail pinpointed and I began easing in the direction of the songs.

There he was! I spotted the bird along the creek among my habitat vegetation. I moved in and the little bird didn’t seem overly scared. I called and he called and the Bobwhite jumped up a log I have by the creek. Camera was clicking away.

Eventually the quail moved across the yard and I went in and told Laurie what I have been listening to and watching. She came out on the back deck and she seemed thrilled to hear and see a Bobwhite.

I took about thirty photos. I included several here to view. We enjoyed his calling almost to dark. What a joy and blessing to hear and see a Bobwhite.

We would set on my grandparents porch and listen to the quail calling as evening would come on. They would call and “flock up” for the night’s sleep. This is one of those very fond memories one wishes to relive as the years creep forward.




I have quite a variety of wildlife and flowers within my backyard. I have witnessed the fourth generation of rabbits so far this year. Chipmunks and Red and Gray Squirrels. Deer are nightly visitors, as well as, Flying quirrels. The “crick” that flows through has many Damselflies and Dragonflies. Minnows abound. Water Striders are all over searching for ants that I often help into the water. recently while reading on the deck after dark I had two Screech Owls land on the rail. The three Flying Squirrels at the feeder disappeared quickly.

Male Ebony Jewelwing


Water Strider


Bee Balm or Oswego


Common Daylily (I have about six varieties)


Purple Coneflower



Dogbane Leaf Beetle




Flying Squirrel


Turk’s Cap Lily




Another cool morning and a hike was to be happening. I entered the wood prior to the sun rising and began walking about to see what sites would be in the offering this fine day.

The old road I began walking on was covered with high grass. My feet while hid in my boots remained dry, but I was soaked to the groin as the time went on. Every time I would come onto a muddy or sandy area I would search for tracks. I saw lots of deer tracks and coyote tracks. I notice d several piles of fecal matter made by bear judging by the size of the pile.

Approximately eight thirty I rounded a bend and saw black!  The black was a Black Bear!  The animal was coming my way so I armed myself with the camera and began taking some shots. The bear stopped at around thirty-five yards and I could tell the critter was getting an occasional whiff of something that stinks. THAT STENCH WAS ME! The bear stopped and moved left and then right and suddenly the whiff must have been strong enough to move on the bear’s instincts for the black disappeared immediately in the dense brush.

  I saw several deer this morning and two hen turkeys. I looked for poults that they must have been well hid if any

Hard to stop the action on a flying turkey.

poults were present.

Later I found a Killdeer nest.







Killdeer eggs


Coyote track





Warm Springs Ranch

The trip was winding down and the last visit was about to be reality. The stop was at Boonville, Missouri at the warm Springs Ranch or WSR. This is the home of the Budweiser Clydesdale horses.

The colt.

The buildings were clean and well-maintained. Here the horses are breed and guarded over with love.  I don’t know how many   horses were actually around, but I could see a number of them grazing about in fields besides the ones around the building. Word was out that seventy of the beautiful creatures were on property.

We were fortunate to see a new-born colt at six days old.

Next stop Effingham, Illinois followed by the long travel to Pennsylvania. I hope you all enjoyed the brief stories and photos of the Colorado trip.









Air Force Cadet Chapel

The Colorado trip is winding down and the travel east is about to begin. However, a stop at the Air Force Academy near Colorado Springs was on the agenda.

A number of small-scale war planes are on site.

Those individuals entering this academy will have a four-year program earning a Bachelor of Science degree. Upon

Inside the chapel

graduation the graduates are awarded the rank as Second Lieutenants. The program is demanding, but those who complete are the best of the best.

Looking up at a plane we witnessed a small plane towing and releasing a glider. In fact we saw this twice while we were on site.  This is part of the training.

Locally, a beautiful; chapel stands tall. In fact the spirals are 150 feet high. Protestants, Catholics, Jewish and Buddhists all have their own worship areas. Also, faith rooms are present for other faiths. The cost of this chapel was three and a half million dollars.





Jewish “synagogue”





Prairie Dog

We spent a little time in eastern Utah mostly because of two major wild fires burning in Southwestern Colorado.  Roads were closed in various areas.


Wilson’s Arch

The route taken, however, yielded to some beautiful and typical western scenery. I am talking about cowboy and   Indian movie type of backgrounds. One could easily see varied layers of sediment rocks embedded along the cliffs, as well as, multi-colors. There were red-orange colors; yellow ochre to whitish and various shades of all of these including browns. All of this made for some beauty to behold.

Utah is known for a number of stone “arches.” Theses arches were formed through water erosion from times past adding wind erosion on sandstone rocks. Sandstone erodes easily and possibly quickly due to the nature of the sandstone.


Smoke from two fires.







I was naïve when I had first of a Colorado national Monument. I wondered exactly what would the monument be. Did the monument consist of a man-made statue depicting something of importance to Colorado?  Was this monument representative to native Indians of the area or some early westward expansion movement of years past?

My first reaction upon seeing those rim-rock sites was one of awe. I could see these natural buttes and steep  verticals from way off while traveling. Was the monument up on the top of those sheer cliffs? I would soon find out exactly what was this Colorado National Monument. The monument was the jaw-dropping beauty and expanse of those rim-rock verticals!

The road wound along those steep cliffs and up and over onto the flat areas. Along the way the spectacular scenery was visible to admire.  Various unique standing rock formations jutted from the shadowed hollows. Balanced rocks appeared. These rock formations have endured wind and rain erosion for years.

We were fortunate of the timing of our visit. The visit would include the last several hours of the day which meant we would, also, be witnessing deepening shadows caused by a setting sun. This would allow strong contrasts for photo-taking.

  The evening found me channel-surfing. I stopped on a western featuring the late, Jimmy Stewart. he was talking  with another gentleman when I stopped. Within a few minutes the camera position changed and I saw some of the rock  formations I had seen at the Colorado National Monument. How cool was that?

The Colorado national Monument area was in itself the monument and what a monument to the west it is.