A pair of white pelicans riding out the beginning of a Midwestern deluge.

 Baltimore Oriole doing what they do best.

This young Northern Pintail was adamant about making his presence known to the nearby drake closer to shore.

Indigo Bluff

         This beautiful landscape unfolded before us as we approached the halfway mark on The Chute trail.

Behold, our new favorite square acre within one hundred miles of our home. We secretly refer to it as Indigo Bluff.

                                                       Cinnamon rolls over an open fire.

                                    Breakfast for dinner.                         Dinner for Breakfast.

                

 The view from under our vestibule was refreshing after an evening of difficult-by-our-standards hiking. The small cluster of grey somethings just to the right of the forested hill above is downtown Omaha.

                                   The darling wife enjoying a mid morning cup-o-happy.

                                                                      Indigo Bunting.

                                                           Rose-breasted Grosbeak.

Reluctantly trekking back to "civilization".