Close encounters of the bear kind = manifestation of my wildest dreams (Part 1)
I pulled into my parking spot in the back alley of a lodge I was staying at in a small BC town last fall (October 2020), anxious to relax and grab a beer and a bite after a long day of photographing the vibrant fall colours of the West Kootenays.
Golden Eagles on the misty Alberta Prairies: Sam and Kiwi’s SE adventure
It was the cool, crisp Summer morning of August 21st – my aunt (aka Kiwi) and I made plans to explore an ‘Eagle Hotspot’, in the South-East region of Alberta. Hoping to find and photograph Bald and Golden eagles…
Snowshoe Hare Energy: An Expression of Divine Paradox
When I realized the racing white blur on the side of the road was a Snowshoe hare, my gut exploded with anticipation… A Snowshoe hare running along the side of the road in the middle of the day - that could only mean one thing: PREDATOR IN PURSUIT I was driving...
Weasel Energy: A Martin’s Quest for a Marten
I have seen hundreds, perhaps thousands, of the world’s most deviously adorable mustelid (weasel) in my dreams, but I have only seen a handful of Pine Marten (aka American Marten) in ‘real life.’
Top Ten of 2020 : Old friends and rare gems
WOW. This is unusual for me, but I have no words to describe 2020.
I took a stab at creating a profound message for the new year and putting words to some of these images, but I was overwhelmed. There is just too much to say.
Grouse energy: a demonstration of Gandalf-like resolve
The creature stood firm, every fibre of his being enraged, emanating an intense resolve on par with Gandalf’s infamous ‘YOU SHALL NOT PASS’ pronouncement in The Lord of the Rings: Fellowship of the Ring. The Spruce Grouse stood on the edge of a snowy pathway, staring...
Toad Energy: A return to home (Part 3 of 3)
Amphibians are an indication of our dying planet. So many species have disappeared, and we humans, of course, are largely responsible.
Toad Energy: A return to home (Part 2 of 3)
Each tentative step produced more frenzied hopping. Toadlet after toadlet scrambled over, under and through a spider web of dew-laced grass. The closer Cherie and I got to the shoreline, the more abundant the toadlets became. Having just meet a toad couple named Nelly...
Toad Energy: A return to home (Part 1 of 3)
In August 2006, I poked a toad. While light and brief, my touch was enough to cause one thick, front arm to nudge slightly upward. This toad was indeed alive - that was all I needed to know. Relief and gratitude flooded my body. I am not proud of myself for poking a...
A ‘top of the log’ performance: starring three little bears
The naked, fallen tree trunk protruding from a thick blanket of vegetation was a beacon of hope for my sullen spirits. I had been sitting on the opposite side of the road in my car for about two hours observing a black bear sow with her three young cubs. I was not...