Mother nature

I was supposed to take a few photos around the reservation for the St. Francis Mission Web site. I drove down around Spring Creek and came back with these.

Wild plum bushes, according to Dave Halmi, but I didn't see any plums. Either way, they smell wonderful. Sniffing flowers, listening to bees flying around the buds and hearing the creek moving and shaking. As Paul Simon would say, "I'm feelin' groovy."
Sand dunes West of Spring Creek. What is so odd, Spring Creek may be the worst off of all the communities up here, but it is surrounded by the most beautiful country I've seen on the reservation so far. I only took a few of the sand dunes because I kept thinking I saw a snake... I'm a baby when it comes to snakes, just like Indiana Jones.
The river. I drove along it for miles until I could find a curve I loved. This one was may favorite. I've been taking photos all week, but the clouds were the best that day. Fo' sho'.