As I occasionally do I went archive-diving last night and ran across a series of Snowy Egret photos I like that I’ve never posted on Feathered Photography. Some of my inexperience in those days may show in the images but I still enjoy them and of course the reminiscing.
Yup, another Yellow Warbler. But yesterday morning I caught one doing something kind of interesting.
Gray Catbirds are an elusive subject for me so I chalk up every decent shot I get of one into the victory column.
My time with this bird and others ended prematurely because of an encounter with a porcupine. A dead porcupine at that.
It’s often little things like the subtle survival skills of birds that interest me most.
In the western US common mullein is often referred to as “cowboy toilet paper” but chickadees use it for food. These two youngsters may have been siblings but that doesn’t mean they had to be friendly over their breakfast.
For some reason I seldom see and rarely photograph juvenile American Goldfinches. Until recently I didn’t realize how striking and distinctive their wing patterns and colors are and how different they are from the adults.
Waxwing takeoff shots have been a goal of mine for some time and I finally succeeded two days ago in the Wasatch Mountains.
A species I rarely have a chance with in the wild but my luck changed yesterday morning.
