It was early, on my first morning back in Central Oregon. I was looking out the kitchen window that faces west, toward the cascade mountains. There was bright light filtering through the tree line that blocks my view of the mountains. What could this bright light be? I rubbed my eyes again, but the light was…
It was Friday morning, getting ready for the day. Oh, I forgot to fill the bird feeder with black sunflowers seeds. I better do that. There I was pouring seeds into my bird feeder when I spotted a Mississippi kite perched in the dead honey locust tree that is located at the corner of my…
For the last few years, I have noticed during springtime I see gulls flying north. They fly high overhead, but in the last couple of years there seems to be more of them; or, maybe I have just learned to look for them. I have identified them as Franklin’s gulls. It is amazing that once…
After gathering my tools, I backed the SUV into the backyard to hook up to the trailer. I jumped out and hooked up the trailer then I got back into the SUV. That was when I spotted a red-shouldered hawk (I am naming him, Texas Red) fly up from the ground on the other side…
The other day I was enjoying watching the ruby-throated hummingbirds fly around the backyard. Currently I have six hummingbird feeders up and going for the fall migration. There must have been 3 or 4 hummers fighting for the feeder closest to the desert willow. I was listening to the hummers making their little chatter. Suddenly…
I was at one of my favorite places at one of my favorite times, which is thirty minutes before sunrise. This particular Saturday morning was no different. I was set-up to photograph the sunrise right at the water’s edge at Old Bison Ranch. It is summer time that means snakes are out and about, so…
I told Patti, it is over 80 degrees today maybe I should wait until tomorrow to mow the yard, it will only be in the 60’s. Nope, I am not going to put it off, I am going to get it done. Out the back door with safety glasses on, ear protection in hand, I…
It was a warm summer evening, no it was not, and it was hot and muggy. I decided to do some yard work, but that did not happen. As soon as I stepped into the backyard, it started to sprinkle, not much, but enough to make me take pause for a moment. I heard the…
400 mm 400 iso f5.6 1/1000 Morgan and I were thrilled to watch the Bald Eagles take care of their fledglings. We were on the canyon wall looking into the nest. It was amazing. June 1, 2015, Smith Rock State Park, Oregon.