I’ve had several requests from readers asking me to post some of the clipped shots I took of yesterday’s Rough-legged Hawk taking off. This sequential series of five images is my response to those requests and it includes two additional photos that weren’t clipped.
Occasionally the frozen moments in my photographs allow me to see something that really piques my curiosity. And makes me wonder about the relationships between natural selection, behaviors and structural adaptations.
The huge, goofy-looking feet of coots aren’t made to run on anything, least of all extremely slick ice.
I’m not yet tired of cold and snow but this morning I felt the need for some temporary brightness and color.
After yesterday, when I nearly grew icicles on my chin inside my own home, I needed to post an image with some greenery and some implied warmth!
The calls of Canada Geese in flight are harbingers of the changing seasons and that’s certainly the case around here.
I know my title sounds like a Peter, Paul and Mary song but this is a serious question that I become more concerned about with each passing day.
