The variety and abundance of the managed grasslands was
most evidently successful, as the rough fescue was mixed
with smooth aster, yarrow and goldenrod. I went as low
as possible to catch it.
Imposing and splendid, the bison mother watched our every
movement, protective of the herd and menacing. Therefore,
we kept close but quiet and slow, as our guide admonished.
I took off the flash and its Beamer from the lens bracket,
just in case.
The light was marvelous through the viewfinder but getting
dark, too much for Velvia 100. As we were about to leave
under dark skies, the clouds open a little, as if right
on top of the bison and I made this single handheld shot.