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Hiking the Liahona Trail, named after an ancient compass mentioned in the Book of Mormon. It's in Camp Wilkerson, a Columbia County park in Oregon.
The full pose. Large body pressed firmly against the surface, wings tight and in the air - Is that not amazing??
aka Golden-Rod Brindle.
Experimenting with new lighting equipment. First time using strobes (or any lighting equipment at all in over a year)
I wish the kitty had been a little brighter and the baby a little darker. It would have been perfect. Poor Brindle thinks she's safe from 7 1/2 month old Max, who just learned to crawl a few weeks ago. She's not.
We went to the park to play in all the super deep untouched snow. We went in the tennis court and closed the gate so Arch could run free. These two were so wild in there, just throwing themselves around lol.
Little Arch likes to play the deaf card at very inconvenient times. When we went for our walk the other night, I decided to let Arch relax on his favorite bench because he'd been such a good boy. After about five minutes, I was ready to go. Arch wasn't. He seriously refused to get off the bench and I eventually had to pick him up and put him on the ground myself. What a geek!