The Season of the Elk

The fall is definitely the season of the elk.  They are everywhere.  Unfortunately, every time I say “season of the elk” to myself the very old Donovan song “Season of the Witch” comes to mind–and I end up rewriting the lyrics with elk words….very strange.  It could be worse, however, we were in the car the other day, drove past a spot were there were no elk, and both Michael and I said “no elk” together.  5 minutes later Michael is humming a Christmas tune–when I asked him about it–he said it was “No-Elk, no-elk, no-elk, no-elk”–Ouch!  Clearly the elk in this picture felt the same way.

It was highly appropriate that I spent my last shooting trip in the park with elk;  we had the same experience last year…elk, cows, calves, bugles, flirting, rejection, disgusting gestures–watching the elk is like reading a cheap romance novel.  Big bad guys, big good guys, damsels trying to escape, and big guys trying to have their way with them.  These two cows were reacting to a far-off bugle rather than paying attention to the bull right next to them.  (or maybe they were just perusing the bank of photographers, all with huge lenses, that were checking them out)…maybe for an issue of PlayElk?

With all that said, it’s with a very hollow feeling that I leave the park.  I have so many unposted blog posts and so many thoughts going through my head. I think that, even though we are no longer in the park, park-inspired postings will continue for a while.   For my ed friends, I do know that I am now more convinced than ever that DSRP is critical to student thinking–especially the systems part–and we need to do everything we can to ensure that ever student understand how all life is interconnected.  Let me know if you want to here more.

So, as we continue this adventure, we’re off to Arches National Park, then to the Rockies, then home, I’d like to leave you with on thought.

Certainly, travel is more than the seeing of sights; it is a change that goes on, deep and permanent, in the ideas of living.-Miriam Beard.


August Autumn



Oh it snowed last night, snowed last night
The skybears had a pillow fight
They tore up every cloud in sight
and tossed down all the feathers white.
Oh it snowed last night, snowed last night

…at least up another 500 feet, but fall is all around us. This bull elk with antlers that are no longer covered in velvet means that the wonderful sounds of elk bugling are not too far off…..and with a little luck we’ll get to see a couple of bulls challenge each other for dominance in the herd.
Fall is definitely here. (and for all you East Coasters, the low tonight is forecast at 27, with a high tomorrow of 55)

August Autumn




Autumnal Snow

Originally uploaded by techmuse

Oh it snowed last night, snowed last night
The skybears had a pillow fight
They tore up every cloud in sight
and tossed down all the feathers white.
Oh it snowed last night, snowed last night

At least up another 500 feet, but fall is all around us. This bull elk with antlers that are no longer covered in velvet means that the wonderful sounds of elk bugling are not too far off…..and with a little luck we’ll get to see a couple of bulls challenge each other for dominance in the herd.
Fall is definitely hear.