Category: Birds
Mountain Chickadee On Antelope Island
Sidelit Northern Flicker (red-shafted)
WC Sparrow In Flight (a shot I’d have missed without the 7D Mark II)
Magpie In Flight In Magical, Foggy Light
Under the right conditions I like what fog can do to light when it isn’t too thick. Antelope Island at dawn this morning was a jumble of moving, thick pockets of fog. I drove around in an attempt to find some clear spots with birds present but when I would find some sun it wouldn’t take long for the fog to envelope me again. But in one spot, just for a couple of minutes, the effect of the fog on the light was dreamy and ethereal and I loved it.
Pied-billed Grebe Investigating A Potential Feather For Swallowing
Loggerhead Shrike On Winter Rabbitbrush
Barn Owl Looking Even Goofier Than Usual
In my experience Barn Owls can look pretty goofy, even on a good day. With their conspicuous facial disc, small (for an owl) deeply set eyes and their long, ivory colored bill pointing almost straight down, they look, well… different. But I certainly don’t say that disparagingly. They’re magnificent birds and I love’m to bits.
Birds, A Bison And A Bit Of An Illusion
Peregrine Falcon In Flight After Dining On Duck
Weasel In The Fog (and the mechanism of their seasonal color change)
Farmington is in a sort of wrapped bowl of the Wasatch Mountains which traps clouds – the bane of bird photographers. Much the same thing happens to morning fog, especially during winter. Collectively I call the phenomenon the “Farmington Curse” and that curse, in the form of fog, was much in evidence two mornings ago when I spent some time with a Long-tailed Weasel.
Hunting Northern Harrier Turning Away From Me In Flight
I like to get the interesting ventral plumage patterns of Northern Harriers in my images whenever I can. They tend to fly low when hunting so I don’t often get a good look at the underside of both tail and wings in the same shot. But this bird cooperated for an instant and I happened to fire my shutter at just the right moment.
Anticipating Wintering Bald Eagles At Farmington Bay
Sidelit Chukar
Magpie Take-off From Nest Sequence
Mountain Chickadee On Antelope Island
Sidelit Northern Flicker (red-shafted)
WC Sparrow In Flight (a shot I’d have missed without the 7D Mark II)
Magpie In Flight In Magical, Foggy Light
Under the right conditions I like what fog can do to light when it isn’t too thick. Antelope Island at dawn this morning was a jumble of moving, thick pockets of fog. I drove around in an attempt to find some clear spots with birds present but when I would find some sun it wouldn’t take long for the fog to envelope me again. But in one spot, just for a couple of minutes, the effect of the fog on the light was dreamy and ethereal and I loved it.
Pied-billed Grebe Investigating A Potential Feather For Swallowing
Loggerhead Shrike On Winter Rabbitbrush
Barn Owl Looking Even Goofier Than Usual
In my experience Barn Owls can look pretty goofy, even on a good day. With their conspicuous facial disc, small (for an owl) deeply set eyes and their long, ivory colored bill pointing almost straight down, they look, well… different. But I certainly don’t say that disparagingly. They’re magnificent birds and I love’m to bits.
Birds, A Bison And A Bit Of An Illusion
Peregrine Falcon In Flight After Dining On Duck
Weasel In The Fog (and the mechanism of their seasonal color change)
Farmington is in a sort of wrapped bowl of the Wasatch Mountains which traps clouds – the bane of bird photographers. Much the same thing happens to morning fog, especially during winter. Collectively I call the phenomenon the “Farmington Curse” and that curse, in the form of fog, was much in evidence two mornings ago when I spent some time with a Long-tailed Weasel.
Hunting Northern Harrier Turning Away From Me In Flight
I like to get the interesting ventral plumage patterns of Northern Harriers in my images whenever I can. They tend to fly low when hunting so I don’t often get a good look at the underside of both tail and wings in the same shot. But this bird cooperated for an instant and I happened to fire my shutter at just the right moment.