Feathers and bluebirds

A trip to the west desert yesterday, primarily to provide Murph and I an opportunity to take long walks. Not much to see - lots of cattle and ravens, one young red tail, lots of folks out enjoying the weather.
Then we took a side trip up to a place called White Rocks (out by Dugway) and were treated to the brilliant blue of a mountain bluebird! Their color just begs to be seen and admired so we did! He spent some time around us, watching Murphy smell his way around the mountain top! Then he was off.
A feather hung on the grasses was the other surprise beauty of the day.