Bridger’s Light Brahma hen, who earned the name Uno for sporting a single feather in her tail. Bridger thinks a coyote or a dog tried to grab her by the tail, but she escaped with just the single feather.
Holy Canoli! What IS That?
Here’s a flashback for you. So, there I sat on the pond bank, stalking the ever wary dragon fly and damsel fly (really, I am not picky, I’ll shoot whichever will light close enough and hold still long enough!), when I turned my head and spotted this guy on a leaf really close to my head. Moving slowly, so as not to scare it off (never had I seen anything resembling this critter), I turned and focused the camera. Voila! French is not my language, so ほら!すごい虫ですねえ。
Well, I just called it a prehistoric-looking bug, but my friend Travis did a Google Search and came up with the common name, scientific name, and an article about the beast. It turns out it is a “true bug,” something my Dad had tried to tell me about once – that there were insects that were truly bugs, and insects that were not – a member of the Assassin Bug family. And look there on its proboscis, a little assassinated insect from which it is presumably drinking the juices!
I was so excited to make a new (to me) discovery! And there were wheel bugs all around me, once I started looking. They are really quite a large insect, I don’t know how I never noticed them before. What an absorbing hour of shooting that was 🙂
Ripples
Teal ducks? A blue heron? That large buck drinking? Something was here. It left as I climbed the pond bank, leaving only the widening ripples as evidence that it had been here. Soon they smoothed out and the pond was once again smooth as glass, reflecting the changing sky as the sun slowly rose.
“Yes?”
Tiger is a very companionable cat, accompanying me on many a photo shoot no matter the weather. He claims to be the true photographer’s assistant, not Buttercup.
Tiger is sure you have noticed that he is also infinitely more photogenic than a mere brindle dog, although he acknowledges that it is occasionally necessary to shoot her, too, if only to assure her protection from coyotes and other dangers. He does consider Buttercup a friend. A useful, large friend. Just not quite as good a photographer’s model as a green-eyed tiger cat.
Another Thorny Beauty
Dragonfly, the Third Iteration
Yet another flashback photo, again of a dragonfly. I think this is my favorite dragonfly photo! He is nearly camouflaged, but so sharp and clear. You can tell it was early morning, before the dew burned off, which may be why he was not as busily flitting around on dragonfly business as they usually are.
Woodland Cup
Dragonfly Arrested
In another flashback to Summer of 2011, we see a perfect jewel of a dragonfly reflecting light off his (her?) faceted wings, its translucent abdomen glowing green, orange, and black. Even at rest it looks in motion with iridescent gleams of light flashing off the far wing.









