When I first reported this unfortunate incident six days ago I told my readers the outcome would be one thing but it turned out to be something else. I feel I need to set the record straight with my readers.
I have “better” photos of Chukars but this one from yesterday morning means more to me than most of them.
Yesterday morning I mostly succeeded in getting what has been an inexplicably difficult shot for me.
Male kestrels may be a little flashier but females more than hold their own in the beauty department.
Both of these shots are a little… different, enough so that they may or may not have broad appeal. I’m still trying to decide how I feel about them.
Some folks should never be allowed to operate a 4-wheel drive vehicle. Or perhaps any vehicle at all.
It’s been my intention to feature a juvenile or subadult Bald Eagle for a while now but unexpected events kept pushing those plans to the back burner.
I sometimes liken American White Pelicans to B–52 Stratofortresses – they often fly at great heights and they’re not very agile in flight but man are they ever impressive during landings.
Black-billed Magpies just can’t be trusted and yesterday morning this bird proved it again. Twice.
