On the last ride through the mountains before departing the Sundance Resort in Utah, I stopped to photograph the beautiful bed of ferns that line the forest floor. Suddenly the ferns began to rustle with movement, first an ear, then this beautiful face poked up and began to watch me. Not sure how he knew, I sure didn't know he was there.
Monday, August 8, 2011
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