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.
There are two cedar trees in all of Frisco where I have discovered dozens of yellow-rumped warblers. Enclosed in fencing and elevated above a drainage system, this area is prime real estate for avian wildlife showering it up and snacking on cedar berries prior to arrival at their wintery Texas retreat.
An impromptu trip to Denton Creek led to a few surprises
Today I ran from a bobcat.
My wife warned me last week when I told her of my plans to visit Denton Creek that bobcats were approaching walking paths, an unusual behavior due to the high waters. I shrugged off the story but did not go regardless. Yesterday, I had plans to shoot Cormorants at Twin Cove Park. Passed the park entrance and it was closed because of flooding. That’s when I made a U-Turn for Denton Creek, my favorite spot for songbirds. Continue reading Focus Interrupted
Cold fronts bring birds.
I have literally counted down the days for fall. Now that it is here, I don’t ever want to see it go. You can literally watch displaced birds from cold fronts go crazy over the newness of their timeshare. Continue reading Fall weather musings
The first week of fall has not disappointed. I have identified three new warblers along with brand new common birds around my house. What brought them in? Rain. And lots of it! It rained nearly five inches the night before severely flooding most areas around my house. Below is some of the footage.