Wildlife Blog

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...

Amphibians are an indication of our dying planet. So many species have disappeared, and we humans, of course, are largely responsible.

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...

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...

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...

The delicately weathered hand of a chimpanzee reaches beyond the metal wires of a cage. A human hand brushes the tips of the chimp’s fingers briefly, before pulling back, disappearing. The chimp’s hand stretches further, but is met with nothing. The closing scene of...

“Yep, that bear is definitely dead,” my friend confirmed what I already knew when I showed him the photo on the back of my camera, taken earlier that morning in mid-June, 2020.

I love Magpies, but when I hear their shrill squawk right outside my window, I often get annoyed. I feel bad about this reaction -  the sounds of Mother Nature should never annoy me - but I just can't help it. When in close proximity, the loud call of the Magpie is so...

The concept of ‘wolf energy’ has been ping-ponging around in my brain ever since I saw this beautiful wolf in BC in early June. I made brief eye contact with him, and a powerful energy entered my being. I know that sounds kind of ‘out there’ - the energy was not good...

I could barely see the patterned contours of the owl sitting within the fractured edges of a small cavity, likely chiseled into the thick skin of the large Aspen tree by the strong beak of a woodpecker.

The crude and calloused wood of a hole in a mature cottonwood tree stood in perfect contrast to the delicate features and finely manicured feathers of the tiny owl tucked inside. When I first saw this unbelievably adorable owl, my heart swelled with appreciation and I...

I lost my balance and fell bum-first into the snow, for the second time within a five-minute period. This time, however, I was unable to re-position my camera before impact. My lens went glass-first into the snow - the solid, cylindrical hood protected the glass from...