Wildflowers are blooming like crazy in the hills around here. It's one of my favorite times of year, for sure. How can you not feel hopeful with all these signs of new life, and new beginnings?
There's this great trail near my house that is just a few minutes off the well-beaten path, but when you're out there, you feel like nature is all around you. These Indian Paintbrushes are so colorful, and I love them even more because of their name.
Every so often, some mystery person stacks these stone sculptures out in the hills. These little pink beauties are wonderful in the foreground, don't you think?
This rustic fencing gives the hawks a nice place to light.
I crossed paths with this roadrunner, I almost didn't see him, he's pretty well camouflaged, but I caught some movement out of the corner of my eye and pointed my camera. I was so happy that I got him, he was gone before I had time to get another shot.