The knives are out, the rhetoric is already spitting flame - both sides clawing to pin this “assassination” on the other, like scavengers circling over some rotten meat. An orgy of rumor and blame.

It’s beautiful until you think about what’s beneath it: a prehistoric struggle for survival and control. This is what corruption looks like when it’s winning. Open. Calm. Limitless. That’s the trick. Keep the surface glossy and the secrets deep. Politics, ocean, same rules. #SurfaceTension

"Once in a while you get shown the light. In the strangest of places if you look at it right." -Robert Hunter/Jerry Garcia

You want to talk about resilience? Look at this thing. Still holding light. Still feeding fungi. Still in the shot. Falling apart isn’t failure. It’s participation.

Somehow 6,000 of you found this corner of the internet. That’s either a miracle or a clerical error. Big thanks. If something here made you feel something, share it. That’s how good stuff spreads. Organically, like moss on the north side. Algorithms are poison. People? Sometimes they surprise you

They say Chief Niwot’s curse still clings to this place: once you fall in love with the beauty of the Boulder Valley, you’re doomed to see it destroyed by those who come after. The statue is a reminder to try to live in paradise without destroying it. Maybe less curse, more prophecy. #boulder

Yesterday wasn’t a good day for photos. Everything felt off. Exposure, timing, energy, flat light. No awards coming from this set. But I did get to hang with a moose 20 feet away. Sometimes the photo is just an excuse to be there. Which is your favorite? #MooseSighting #photography

Shot this at Barker Reservoir in Nederland. The rocks were meditating. The sky was unraveling. And I was just standing there pretending to know what aperture means. #Photography #NederlandCO

Out here, the sky and clouds loom larger than any guy with a badge could dream. The road doesn’t ask where you’re going or for proof of citizenship. That rusted tank hasn’t complied with orders in decades. Authoritarians hate places like this. Too much horizon. Too few walls. #BlueSkyMonday

For my fellow photo nerds: This one is a a 28-image composite shot on a Fuji XT5 @ 50mm. SS 1/250, F/8, ISO125 Stitched in photoshop resulting in a 17530x8151 resolution. I was 15 mins late picking up dinner because of this sunset.

This view is right at the entrance to my neighborhood. No long drives. No remote trailheads. Just step outside and let the sky do the heavy lifting. You don’t have to go far for something real. You just have to look up. #Photography #ColoradoLife #LocalWilderness

One bat eats 1,000 mosquitoes per night. A beaver fells ~200 trees in its lifetime. An elk’s bugle hits 3 decibels louder than common sense. Toss in 12 prairie dog alarms per coyote sneeze. Sum total? 8,647. Precision is overrated. #WildlifeMath #Photography #Outdoors

That’s not only an egret. That’s a subcontractor. Specializing in pest removal. Paid in bugs. The cow knows the deal. So does the egret. No invoices. No meetings. Just work..... and cud chewin' #cows #Photography

Today’s backyard plant check: Salvia looking pretty royal, bees making payroll, a scrappy blanketflower on its last leg, and blue spruce cones looking like strawberries. This is the Colorado front yard ecosystem in full weirdness. #Photography #bloomscrolling

If you’ve got a problem with Canada Goose, you’ve got a problem with me and I suggest ya let that marinate. You don’t survive suburbs, sidewalks, and city parks without a little fight. Are they aggressive? Or are they just better at setting boundaries than most?

Hey we ticked over 5k followers! Here's a live update from the Switzerland Trail in Colorado where flurries, the scent of pine and wildflowers, and the gusty winds dominate the senses.

Here in the alpine shrublands of Indian Peaks, the bull moose lurks like a giant botanical Roomba... devouring willows and pretending to not notice you while very much noticing you. They weren’t native here. Colorado actually reintroduced them in the ’70s. Apparently it worked. #photography

It’s not the spider that corrupts. It’s the web. The thing that looks delicate, harmless, even beautiful. That’s how a bribe works: a favor so fine, so opulent that they convince themselves it’s nothing. Until it’s everything. #CorruptionInSilk #photography

I just wanted to take a moment to say thanks for allowing me in to your timeline. I'm grateful for the space. No performative nonsense here. No brand deals, no lies. But I'm happy to trade you photos, stories, and the occasional cosmic elk for the rent. Thanks for being here.

The elk doesn’t scroll. Doesn’t post. Isn't concerned with brand strategy. His antlers catch whispers from before the internet. The static hum of old cosmic signals... AM radio from the edge of consciousness. A frequency lost the moment we started monetizing mindfulness. #Photography

Off-trail near Mirror Lake, a little creek breaks rules the forest forgot it had since last spring. No boundaries, no bias, no bloviating. Just movement and seasonal rhythm. Meanwhile, the loudest people are still arguing about maps. #wildsystems #photogtaphy #naturevotesdaily

Nederland mornings: thin air, golden light, and elk that are probably wondering why so many people stop to stare. He never looked up. Like he knew exactly where he stood in the food chain, and it definitely wasn’t below me. That’s the kind of confidence they don’t sell at REI. #photography

Caught the kind of sunrise that makes you seriously consider quitting your job, selling everything, and writing poems on trail signs for confused hikers. Didn’t do it, but it’s wild how a little light on ridges can destabilize a whole life plan. #hikelight #mountainmornings #photography

They say The Lizards do things smart people don't do. But these lizards aren't extinct. They're thriving. If you listen close, you can almost hear the Multibeast breathing under the moss. #thelizards #everglades #naturalorder #phish

The Red Shouldered Hawk. He’s not fast for the thrill. He’s fast because out here... hesitation dies first. When the swamp hiccups, he moves. And something squeals. This is how the Everglades keeps its books balanced. #redshoulderedreckoning #photography #widlifephotography #noappeal

They planted the orchard in bad soil, whispered to the roots in foreign toungues, and coaxed fruit from drought. Now the town calls it native, forgets who planted, who harvested, and complains about the color of the hands picking apples. #quiettruths #grownbyothers

Elk were wiped out in much of Colorado by the early 1900s. Thanks to reintroduction and protected habitat like Rocky Mountain National Park, they’re now thriving... and occasionally blocking the road through Estes. #wildliferecovery #rockymountainnationalpark #themoreyouknow #photography

Perched high in a brittle, dying cypress, they squawk about purity while shitting on everything below. They’ve mistaken elevation for power, and silence for consent. But the swamp doesn’t owe them anything. #americanlandmarks #symboliclandscape #photography #unquietwatch

He doesn’t know he’s a relic from the age of giants. He just knows the sun feels good, water hides friends, and frogs taste like breakfast. We snap photos. He basks in silence. One day, he’ll own this bend in the river, and we’ll be long downstream. #photography #floridawildlife #naturelovers

There’s something savage and sacred about a wild hive. Frenzied order. Raw math. Now men in ties suggest we “unlock the value” and sell the private lands they depend on for profit. For "lower taxes." That’s when you start hearing the hum in your teeth. #keeppubliclandspublic #photography

When they lit the books, they thought it was the end. But one page survived... hidden in a boot, passed hand to hand. Smudged, torn, re-copied. Soon it’s a hundred voices speaking in low light. A story doesn’t need permission to live. #signalnotnoise #offgridtruth #quietresistance #lovewins

Every element here is doing something useful. The tree’s dead, but not inactive. The fern optimizes for light. The antlion’s pit is a finely tuned hunting tool. Ecology’s not just about survival, it’s about efficiency and thriving where you are. #naturelogic #photography #monochrome

Curious how many of the trees lean to the east now. Toward the loudspeakers, of course. They say it’s natural. Now the saplings are doing it too. Still, a few trunks grow stubborn and straight, ignoring the speakers. You start to notice them more. You start to hope they don’t fall. #dontfall

Kinda weird vibes out there. Like walking a trail you’ve hiked a hundred times except the markers don’t match the map, and the trees seem to have ulterior motives. The path is still there, but it’s harder to trust your footing when the "forest" seems to be forgetting the rules? #americanlandmarks

Hey @mitchellbyars.bsky.social - love the writing. Glad to have someone covering local stuff.

Fakahatchee Strand reminded me how little you have to do to witness something wild. Just walk quietly, stay downwind, and look where the sun lands. These two were already there, claiming their spot long before I showed up. #FloridaWildlife #outdoorphotography #nature #reptiles

Good Morning Bluesky :) Mornings in Big Cypress hit different... warm light, tangled branches, and the silhouette of a raptor looking for breakfast. This bird got the best seat in the house. #floridalandscape #sunrisephoto #birdsilhouette

Here’s another set from the first Miami GP. Phones out, cars flying, marshals on the fence, and a whole lot of concrete between me and 200 mph. Still one of the most intense things I’ve ever photographed. #F1Miami #motorsportphotography #Formula1 #raceweek

The F1 Miami GP just wrapped, which reminded me: I got to shoot the first one. It was loud, fast, and packed with moments that lasted 1/2000th of a second. Worth every sunburn and drop of sweat. Hope to get to shoot Formula 1 again soon. #F1Miami #RaceWeekend #sportsphotography #Formula1

This one’s from Disney’s Boardwalk in Orlando, Florida, USA, taken late one night while the rest of the family slept. I’d sneak out for photos like this... long exposures, soft water, weird light. I always thought that place was a lot more interesting once the crowds disappeared. #nightphotography

Shot this from Isabelle Glacier last summer. One of those mornings where everything lined up... the timing, the trail, the silence, and the moon hanging just right over the ridge. Glad I was there for it. It all starts with being there. #glaciermorning

Footage from last summer’s push up Grays Peak. Early light, thin air, and that slow-motion feeling where every step past 13,000 feet feels like a group project with gravity. Can’t wait to get back on trails like this post-rehab. #14ers #coloradohiking #grayspeak

This photo has been living rent-free in my brain during ACL rehab. Can’t wait to feel the dirt underfoot again, hear wind in the pines, and not think about quad activation. Rehab’s slow, but trails like this are the payoff. Every PT session gets it a little closer. #backtotrail

The view from Rocky Mountain Arsenal includes Denver’s skyline, snow-dusted peaks, and a herd of bison shedding their winter coats. Not bad for a place that used to manufacture chemical weapons. #urbanwildlife

We draw lines, set boundaries, leave tracks. The ocean smooths it all out like we were never there. Aerial view from Hillsboro Beach, where impermanence can make for pretty good photos. I probably need to take the drone out for photos more often. #droneview

Not staged. Not posed. Just someone doing something quietly perfect on the edge of Long Lake. It’s a reminder that sometimes the best part of the trail isn’t your own view — it’s someone else’s. Hope they get to see this photo one day. #alpinequiet #longlakecolorado #indianpeaks

There’s a moment near the top of Trail Ridge Road when the first light of day strikes the centerline just right, turning the pavement into a ribbon of fire. At 12,000 feet, with frost on the windows and silence all around, sunrise feels like it was built just for you. #trailridgeviews #rmnp

Hiking Mt. Bierstadt? That weird squeaky chuckling sound isn’t your knees (probably). It’s a ptarmigan hiding in plain sight. Their whole survival strategy is “look like a rock, sound like a cartoon.” #mtbierstadt #coloradowildlife

This is what sunrise looks like at 14,000 feet: Earth’s shadow rising, the Belt of Venus glowing, and every ridge catching its first glimpse of light. Love a good 4am start watching the twinkling headlamps working their way to the summit. #mtbierstadt #sunriselight

The More You Know: Moose in Indian Peaks Wilderness weren’t always here. They were reintroduced in the ’70s and now they own the trails. In Indian Peaks, if one’s staring at you... congrats, you’re the weird one in its meadow. If you see one in the wild, give it a WIDE berth. They can be ornery.