For too many years Hart Mountain was out of my line of travel and added just enough extra time and miles to the trip at hand that I by-passed it. This spring I made the effort to go there, just there, and was well rewarded. It is a long slog from anywhere, the roads can be quagmires, the dust invasive, the heat crushing, and the mosquitoes draining. May it always remain this way.

Swallowtail and balsamroot

Sky drama

Looked down upon by a northern harrier

Subtle layers of color and texture

Sagebrush landscape

Bumblebee with balsamroot