Category: Mammals
Coyote Aggression And Serious Coyote Injury
Coyotes Steal A Jackrabbit From Golden Eagles
Chronicling A Recent Morning On Antelope Island
Two Coyotes Hunting And The Demise Of A Vole
The Mind’s Eye Can Be Deceived By The Effects Of Telephoto Lenses
Coyote and Magpies Scavenging A Deer Carcass
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.
Close Encounter With A Long-tailed Weasel
I had a brief but interesting encounter with a Long-tailed Weasel yesterday morning at Farmington Bay. The little mustelid ran across the road in front of my pickup and buried itself in the brush and rocks but on the long shot that it would reappear I stopped anyway. And reappear it did, right under my nose.
Rock Squirrels
Burrowing Owls And Badger Holes
Ground Squirrels – Some Love’em, Some… Well, They Really Don’t!
Cow Moose And Calf On Dairy Creek
Rabbits, Ticks And Family History
An Elk Calf In Distress
This past Sunday morning as I crested a very large hill (Monida Hill) at the west end of the Centennial Valley I noticed an elk calf below me and behind a fence. As soon as I stopped my pickup and the road noise quit I could tell it was in distress from the almost constant noise it was making. I don’t know what to call that sound so I’ll simply refer to it as a “call”. The sound was pitiful and almost heartbreaking to hear.
Coyote Aggression And Serious Coyote Injury
Coyotes Steal A Jackrabbit From Golden Eagles
Chronicling A Recent Morning On Antelope Island
Two Coyotes Hunting And The Demise Of A Vole
The Mind’s Eye Can Be Deceived By The Effects Of Telephoto Lenses
Coyote and Magpies Scavenging A Deer Carcass
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.
Close Encounter With A Long-tailed Weasel
I had a brief but interesting encounter with a Long-tailed Weasel yesterday morning at Farmington Bay. The little mustelid ran across the road in front of my pickup and buried itself in the brush and rocks but on the long shot that it would reappear I stopped anyway. And reappear it did, right under my nose.
Rock Squirrels
Burrowing Owls And Badger Holes
Ground Squirrels – Some Love’em, Some… Well, They Really Don’t!
Cow Moose And Calf On Dairy Creek
Rabbits, Ticks And Family History
An Elk Calf In Distress
This past Sunday morning as I crested a very large hill (Monida Hill) at the west end of the Centennial Valley I noticed an elk calf below me and behind a fence. As soon as I stopped my pickup and the road noise quit I could tell it was in distress from the almost constant noise it was making. I don’t know what to call that sound so I’ll simply refer to it as a “call”. The sound was pitiful and almost heartbreaking to hear.