Moose eating grass on its knees. ©Victoria Lise 2018.

Moose at the Motel

Happy December friends! And happy Monday! After many years of hoping I’d see a Colorado moose, 3 graced my path this fall. Unexpectedly of course, so I was rather unprepared, fidgeting with lenses in hopes to capture the grandeur of a Moose, while being mindful not to disturb the wild creature or provoke them to charge. The scene below was captured a couple of months ago on our way out of Colorado. We were cruising down a two lane mountain highway, passing by remnants of a once lively place, when I spotted the moose grazing in front of what used…

Cattle cause traffic during a cattle drive in a small Colorado town. ©Victoria Lise 2018.

Fall Cattle Drive

Cattle drives are a common scene here in the valley. A valley rich in ranching history. Many of these families have weathered generations of harsh climate and tough work.  As the weather changes, the cattle is herded down valley, where the altitude is lower and the snow doesn’t accumulate quite like it does in the Butte. In cities, cars cause the traffic, in mountain towns, cattle do. Hundreds of vocal cows travel the roadways with ranchers on horseback and cattle dogs in tow. The horses hooves on the asphalt, mixed with the cowboys whistle, and mooing cows make a song…

Bare branches from Gunnison Colorado's castle rock formations. ©Victoria Lise 2018.

The Dance Between Seasons

Snowflakes are swirling gently from a foggy white sky. A sky that feels closer than usual. Living at altitude can often appear as if the world above is within reach, when the fog settles and the clouds drop into the land it becomes a nearly tangible reality. As each flake falls so does the friendly, familiar, peace, and quiet. It’s melodic in its own rite. The air is so frigid it kisses the cheeks, frosts lashes, and undresses the Aspens of their dying leaves. The temperature high is predicted to be a brisk 24º tomorrow, cold is simply winters birthright,…

Aspens diverse color palette along Kebler Pass, Colorado. ©Victoria Lise 2018.

Autumns Aura

Although Aspen trees are one living organism connected through their root system, they still strut their individuality, mostly visible within their changing leaves and watchful eyes. Without Aspens, Autumn wouldn’t have the same aura around here. The vividness of color can be electrifying, soulful, and sensationally stimulating.  Pine trees keep their deep timbre-green needles the whole year through, offering not only contrast but a grand compliment to their fellow community grove members. What a lovely, harmonious relationship.  The leaves have now fallen, decorating trails along the valley floor like rose petals often do a wedding aisle, leaving the faintest scent…

The Castles of Gunnison, Colorado, framed by a cluster of yellow aspen leaves. ©Victoria Lise 2018.

Frames of Fall in Colorado

Fall has shed its vibrant color, at least it’s true in my neck of the woods. Before the leaves let go of the branches, returning to the earths floor, they were a wheel of their own magnificent color. Year after year I’m left in utter awe, standing before natures changing aesthetic, trying to grasp the great glory that is impermanence. Eyes wide and silence so vast I could hear my heart beat and feel the earths. Oneness. That is what I’ve come to find in all of these quiet moments.  Below are a small collection of Fall frames captured this…

Victoria Lise with dog, Styx at Blue Lake.

The Sacred Waters of Blue Lake, Colorado

Roughly 15 miles out and back through a valley appropriately named “Oh Be Joyful” lead us to questionably one of the most breathtaking alpine lakes. A single track, well-defined trail winds through fields of free range cattle, willow brush, and decomposing skunk cabbage. The valley is wide but eventually feels dome-like as you near the lake. Mountains seem to kiss the sky, a sky that felt far away but within reach, all at once. The dry summer and arrival of fall left a layer of lingering, seasonal scent. Dried foliage crunched beneath our feet, while the rhythm of our legs…