All Creatures Great and Small


Last Frontier’s wildlife portrays Mother Nature’s calm and chaos . . . strength and stamina . . . beauty and barbarity. The cow moose scars are mostly likely from a foiled grizzly attack.

All creatures great and small. The Lord God made them all”. – James Herriot

Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!

Grizzly Survivor
Mallard Family
Young Bull Moose 2 AM Grazing
Trumpeter Swan

Feral Friends


Never knowing which of our Last Frontier feral neighbors may decide to wander through our backyard is always an unanticipated treat. Here’s a vid clip of a recent impromptu fur and fowl ‘Splash Party’ 😊

Bullwinkle and Trumpeter Swans

Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!


Seasons Exchange


Snows receding from the mountains . . .

Trumpeter swans nesting on the lake . . .

Spring relinquishing to Summer . . .

Seasons exchange in the Land of the Midnight Sun

 “To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven” – Ecclesiastes 3:1

                                           
Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!

Giants in the Clouds
Trumpeter Swans

My Last Frontier Backyard


People often ask, “Why do you love Alaska so much? . . . here’s a few pics taken in my backyard today . . . any further questions? 😊

                        “The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament shows His handiwork“. -Psalm 19:1

I M Blessed . . . May U B 2
                                            
Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!

Pioneer Peak
Chugach Range Snowcaps
Wild and Free

Bigfoot😊


Mt. Rainier

On approach into Seattle, WA Mount Rainier impressively dominated the majestic Sierra Nevada Range panorama, and got my thoughts  to a-wandering . . . somewhere down there in the wilderness Bigfoot reportedly roams.


Somehow, ‘Bigfoot’ doesn’t sound female ‘Cinderella appropriate’. However, the thought of a few ‘hes’ representing the sole members of the species lacks romanticism. Surely somewhere down there must roam some ‘shes’ who could fashionably sport pairs of size 18-20 high heels to boot Bigfoot dudes in the rump when they stupidly step outa’ line and forest to get photographed . . . Petite-Feets?


Oklahoma is currently considering legislation for a 3-million-dollar bounty for the live capture of a Bigfoot . . . what are they drinking? This has me contemplating becoming a wealthy, gerontological bounty hunter. But what would be the optimal Bigfoot capture technique . . . a mega-enhanced version of “Building a Better Mousetrap”?


Personally, I support allowing Bigfoots and Petite-Feets to continue to roam wild and free. Being so scarce in numbers, the actual capture of one would immediately classify them as an Endangered Species, and us Homo sapiens have sadly already  mastered that process. Besides, having survived the traumatic childhood trauma of discovering Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny were mere myths, us ‘adults’ need a mythical fuzzy fantasy reprieve this hectic world . . . lets keep the Bigfoot myth-information going!


Oops . . . we’re about to land and have been instructed to “Please turn off all electronics devices”. . . Long Live Bigfoot and his Petite-Feets!


PS – My wife is pondering if it’s possible to contract a strange form of altitude sickness while zooming through the skies at 400 mph in high-speed aluminum tubing . . . or if this is just another episode of my dementia? 😊                                 
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Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!

Small Wonders


Creation treated me to two small wonders on today’s woods wander.

One, a ‘tree’ delicately inscribed on a fallen leaf. 

The other, lighter than cotton; weigh for weight 5 times stronger than steel; 1,000 times thinner than a human hair; capable of stretching 4 times its length; consisting of 100% sticky protein, it’s manufactured by one of creation’s smallest creatures into intricate designs to capture food . . . spider silk. 

With no blueprint to follow, I watched fascinated as the tiny spider arduously spun its exquisite, geometric web . . . a web of beauty to me . . . a web of death to an unsuspecting insect.


Two small wonders . . . both testifying to an Omnipotent Creator . . . or random evolution? I grieve if you choose the latter.                                +  
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Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!

Bear-plosion!


Snowbirding between the Last Frontier and the Great Smoky Mountains is truly an undeserved blessing. Lately up here on the mountain – down in the ‘holler’ – by the ‘crick’ . . . we’ve been enjoying lotsa’ backyard bruin activity . . . all friendly . . .so it has been totally welcome and ‘Bearable’  😊

Here’s a few vid clips of our recent visitors.

Mama and yearlings

Big ‘Ole’ Bear

Crossing the ‘Crick’
Mama and ‘younguns’

‘Snappy’ Cutie


Young is synonymous with cute.

Here’s a Ripley’s Believe It Or Not . . . I was once considered cute!  . . . back when still in diapers and dinosaurs roamed the earth 😊.

Here’s a cutie that came floating down the creek today I scooped up in my hand . . . wouldn’t suggest trying that when he leaves his diapers stage 😊.

After musing that with his lifespan of 70 years I’ve already exceeded that by nearly a decade, I began to feel really, really old and returned him to Mother Nature’s care.                                +  
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Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!

Snapping Turtle
Sunbathing