These butterflies were absolutely drenched in pollen, to the point that when I first opened one of my photos my first reaction was “Where in the hell did all that digital noise come from”?
By ‘best’ I mean that this flycatcher gave me more poses yesterday, on more perches, over more time than any other small bird in longer than I can remember. And “he” even allowed me a bunch of shots with prey for good measure, including a yellowjacket.
I like both of these photos at least in part because the namesake “butter butt” of the species is so very obvious – often it isn’t. But last night on closer inspection something else of interest caught my eye.
Except for a seemingly small but very aggravating detail this second photo might have been among my favorite songbird shots of all time, largely because of degree of difficulty and four unlikely strokes of good luck.
These juveniles look a little scruffy this time of year but I refuse to make a big deal out them not looking their best, especially after the photo I posted of myself two days ago.
The grand opening of the new Eccles Wildlife Education Center was yesterday morning and I was invited. I went early (very early) so I could take some photos before dignitaries and crowds arrived. This is one very special place.
The last gift to me from my time at the “porcupine bush” was a species I’d never photographed or even seen before – a Fox Sparrow. And yes, that excites me.
Yesterday morning in the Wasatch Mountains I was only able to get a single quality image of a bird and this is it. But it’s a species I’ve only photographed once in the past so I was delighted to get it, especially since I like the warm fall background colors as much as I do.