Brigham City, Utah is nestled up against the West side of the Wasatch Front of the Rocky Mountains. 26 Miles West is the Promentory Range (where the Golden Spike was driven to commemorate the joining of the East and West sections of the cross-country railroad.) These pictures are taken 10 miles West of Brigham City to the East and Promentory 16 miles to the West. Between the mountain ranges is the Bear River Bird Refuge which has thousands of migratory birds stopping to rest, and have a good time during their migrations. There are hundreds of species, and it's a different surprise for us mortals because the species change frequently, so it's a real spectacular treat to drive out every season of the year...always changing bird residents! There are little pip-squeak birds as well as Herons, Swans, Honkers, and many more. I'm not a bird person, but I do appreciate the beauty, the bird calls and the solitude. When the sun begins to set, the bird crys increase suddenly, even with the sun still well above the mountains to the West. It is so solemn and peaceful. Watching the sun set can't but prove (to me) that God has a strong hand in not only nature, but in trying to please us mortals. Being ten miles west of the city makes the bird refuge 10-15 degrees colder than in the city. Tonight, even though it's mid April, it got cold, quickly. I waited until dark and took a few more to the east to show the electric lights shining through. As the sun finally, really set, I actually thanked the Lord for giving us such beauty. I don't often respond that way, but this setting was definitely of Divine Origin.

To describe some of the pictures, I've labeled them with compass directions, N E S W so you know where these shots relate to where I stood.