I’m photographing dew droplets when the bird counts are low and summer moisture is in full gear. All which is required is a little bit of imagination, steady hand, keen eye, and gorgeous morning sunlight.
I try to walk my normal route everyday at my lunch break no matter the weather, heat, or cold. Consistently counting helps you identify trends in your local area. Why are trends so important? When you are able to predict what is going on in your surroundings you can go out and photograph with better results.
Independence Holiday is here! My mind drifts in anticipation of photographing pollinating bees and butterflies soaked in boiling Texas sun departing my office building when a person’s shirt caught my eye. It read:
“Got cheesecake?” I asked the waiter at a swank wine bar.
“All we have are Greek yogurts. They are kind of sweet…”. His accent was a cross between Mediterranean and New Yorker. Part of me thought it was fake to add to the mystique of the establishment. Regardless, I’m no fan of yogurt. I believe it has something to do with texture. Continue reading The shot of the year (Day 2 & 3 of 3)
An old man approaches me wearing a twenty year old suit jacket with binoculars around his neck. He looked to be in his eighties. I had already photographed pigeons, ducks, blue jays, cardinals, catbirds, robins, starlings, and my first wood thrushes.Continue reading NYC Birding Magic (Day 1 of 2)
The first week of May usually means peek spring migration. My goal was to observe spring migration this year feeling as if I missed spring migration of 2018 and having had such a fantastic time birding during fall migration last year.Continue reading I came, I saw, I birded
Birds never turn to strike a pose when you want them to. Sunsets never stand out when a branch is in the way. I can’t control my subject matter most of the time, but wish I could. I am forced to be patient.Continue reading Nature through the lens
I never felt compelled to study birds living on a ranch with horses and chickens. As a matter of fact, I never really looked up or sadly cared to listen. Technology was in its infancy. It was almost as if every single day someone somewhere was creating a new way of doing something. I had to be apart of whatever “this” was. Most of my generation did.Continue reading Creek Thoughts
There isn’t much to see at my house feeders during winter besides the usual Texas suspects — house finches, starlings, cowbirds, and the like. A recent cold front does bring with it a visitor or two. All one has to do is have the wherewithal to get out of bed in the middle of a cold drizzle and drive miles to the middle of nowhere. Last year I decided to have my global big day at Denton Creek as a way to force me to get the lay of the land. I counted twenty-three unique species that day. If the weather were to bring anything special with feathers, Denton Creek is an ideal spot to observe. Denton Creek’s trails are ideal for mountain bikers. When it rains, it’s known for birding. I was up to the task!Continue reading A Winter Rarity
I was still dabbling with photography walking around aimlessly with my new telephoto lens unsure its purpose when I photographed what I thought was a mockingbird. However, several key features were off. The beak was hooked like a hawk and the bird was perched on a tree. The bird was unwavering as I walked under the tree. It’s gaze fixated on barbed wire across the street. Something told me I had to investigate my original claim. This experience was new.