It probably looked a little peculiar. A grown man (me), slithering along the hillside on his belly, swimming through thistles and thorns, snapping pictures like a paparazzi gone plant-crazy. But, you see, I was on a mission. Although my image bank is relatively extensive, I had nothing of note of the exquisite prairie crocus. I wanted to change that. And, a couple of weeks ago on the sun-blasted banks of the Bow River, I did. Like many of you, I’ll take a few burrs and barbs for a great nature shot! Read More