We came upon this scene on a Seattle area beach . . . a small stretch of private community beach where we have a pass. Planted on the pebbles, way far away, too far for my 70-300mm lens, we watched as this Bald Eagle (Haliaeetus leucocephalus) wrangled with a second eagle, a group of crows,…
Spillway
At the Ballard Locks there’s a mist that hangs over the spillway, the meeting of nature and machine, sending and suspending droplets across the sky and onto my camera lens.
So Long, Lake Merritt
Lake Merritt was the first place I touched soil — or rather, marine sediment –after returning to the Bay Area from Los Angeles. We were perched above Oakland in a hotel room with just a sliver of a view, looking at the lake through what amounted to a castle loophole.
The Cormorant Tree
The Photo: Shot at Lake Merritt against a white sky. I adjusted levels in Aperture and tweaked tone, contrast and gradation in sky using Nik plug-ins.
Hula Flames
My brain’s a little high on Fat Freddy’s Drop, so the best title I can cough up for this photo series is Fire Walkers, Meet My TZ5. They’re fire dancers, actually — painting on the opaque of night at Sierra Nevada World Music Festival. This post is a plug for fire arts . . ….
The Expanding Universe of Creative Commons
The biggest bennie of attaching a Creative Commons license to your work is the unanticipated adaptation of that work in a share-alike universe. What? That is to say, I love the chain reaction that ensues from a single act of licensing — seeing the places your work travels, usually with proper attribution and adherence to…
Parrot City
I haven’t visited my parrot people in recent weeks. The last time I saw them was on a mission for Parrot Patrol, checking up on them, making sure people were behaving around San Francisco’s finest.
Meanwhile, in Other Blogs . . .
March 5, 2010: Snippets from other nature and photo blogs . . . and a related Flickr fave. Many thanks to ucumari for licensing this photo of a bobcat under Creative Commons. I love checking out Trish Carney’s bobcat images at Wild Lives. I’ve seen only a few bobcats during my time in California, so…
Bird Bath Bliss
I’ll never forget the experience of Mikiko and his bath. He was a hospital rescue, a Japanese Quail with no verifiable background. Most likely, he was being raised for food, for eggs, for hunting or for dog training, and the lucky little guy escaped into the arms of a good samaritan. Dust Baths I had…
Stick People v. John Deere
Hugh and I have been photographing these stick figures for as long as stick figures have been boarding the London Tube with no feet . . . or meeting unspeakable ends in high-voltage utility boxes.
