The lookout
Mountain goat on a rocky ledge, looking back over its shoulder at the snowy blue mountainside behind.
Creatures met on their own ground — birds and beasts in the wild, on their own terms.
Mountain goat on a rocky ledge, looking back over its shoulder at the snowy blue mountainside behind.
Yellow-bellied marmot resting its chin on a lichen-covered rock in warm evening light.
Last light on the tideline — the gull takes the highest rock and stands its watch, spray hanging in the air and the whole sky burning behind it.
A great blue heron works the last shift of the light — ankle-deep in the pink wash of dusk, patient as the rocks it fishes between, while the surf keeps delivering.
A chimpanzee mother makes her rounds with a small passenger aboard — the little one riding her shoulders like a lookout, borrowing her height to study the world.
A rose collects the rain and wears it — each drop cupped in the petals like something earned, one point of fire in a garden gone dark and green.