And now....something completely light and fluffy

Estes Park, where the elk go wherever they want. Here they are hanging out on someone's lawn enjoying the sun. The little calf bears a striking resemblance to my Puppy.

The Black Knight - during the parade before the Heavy Armoured Combat (in his out-of-period cowboy hat), and then ready for the joust. He unhorsed his last opponent (imagine crashing to the ground from the back of a galloping Clydesdale or Percheron wearing a hundred pounds of armour. Ouch!) and was crowned victor of the tournament.

The Broadtailed Hummingbird - he actually posed for a couple of minutes. "Humph" he seems to say. "You are not a tasty flower. Begone!"

The dreaded Highlands Battle Chicken. If the Mad Ladies in Skirts* don't frighten you off, the chicken will.

Enjoying the scenery. In so many ways.....

* The Highlanders wore kilts, played bagpipes as a way to unnerve their enemies and fought like crazed demons. The English nicknamed them Mad Ladies in Skirts.