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After several months of staking out in our backyard and sour-graping,  I was finally able to snap a species considered rare in Colorado - the elusive Blue Jay.  

I caught a glimpse of its pretty plumage from the kitchen window while prepping my potato-leek soup.  As luck would have it, my camera was lying on the dining table with the right lens.  I quickly grabbed it knowing that my feathered friend would be gone in a few seconds.  True enough, it vanished in the wink of an eye ... but not until after I took several shots ... woohoo!!!

Fence Patrol Officer Brontësaurus was thankfully slacking in her job :-)

The Colors Are A-Changin'

Sonnet 73

by William Shakespeare

That time of year thou mayst in me behold

When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang

Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,

Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.

          In me thou see’st the twilight of such day

          As after sunset fadeth in the west;

          Which by and by black night doth take away,

          Death’s second self, that seals up all in rest.

In me thou see’st the glowing of such fire,

That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,

As the deathbed whereon it must expire,

Consumed with that which it was nourished by.

          This thou perceiv’st, which makes thy love more strong,

          To love that well which thou must leave ere long.

Along the Poudre River Canyon (west of Fort Collins) taken on the 1st of October

Sleeping Elephant Mountain

Trail Ridge Road through Rocky Mountain National Park, 2nd of October