Last week I drove up to the mountains for a little of nature's peace.
This muley was walking down the middle of a stream but was out and on the bank by the time I stopped. She was wary but calm and watched me while I watched her.
I saw my first water ouzel. Two had a nest with chicks who were almost as big as them. They build nests just above flowing water, protect a length of a stream or river. There were 3 or 4 chicks but only one came out to bob up and down in true water ouzel style. Mom and dad were in constant motion trying to keep them fed.
Late summer flowers were blooming and there were wild raspberries and black currants.