Home for a Few Days
If I have to choose a physical location to associate with the word ‘home’, it’d be Surf City, NC.
Tag: Wildlife
Happy World Photography Day
Today is a celebration of the art that is photography.
flutterby bbs!
Mama and papa took off when I got up to go get the camera, but the three babies hung out and let me take their picture.
A Quiet Walk
I needed some quiet time to figure out how to deal with some personal family stuff.
Obligate Carnivore
I keep trying to explain this to Annie, but she just won’t listen.
Foul Winds and Crooked Paths
When one goes where the wind blows, as I do, sometimes the wind blows in a direction one doesn’t want to go. That’s part of the deal.
Raccoon
Welp, sorry Rocco. That was as much my fault as yours, and seriously, respect about the zipper thing.
Black-capped Chickadee
I feel pretty accomplished.
Alvin, is that you?
Everyone knows I’m a bird guy, but every now and again a mammal catches my eye. I took a portrait of this little guy in New York.
Attention Wildlife
If I didn’t, I’m disappointed in myself, because it’s awesome.
Flowers and Bars
As you can see, the pergolas are quite lovely.
Gray Catbird
I haven’t gotten out much lately to go birding, but I carried the camera on a short walk yesterday.
This Goose is a Badass
This goose is walking around with some sort of dart in her shoulder.
Pink
I like the pink ones.
On the Third Day, Man Created Floaties
I don’t talk about it much, but I’m disabled. I used to do lots of things I can no longer do, and among those things is swimming. Because of my neck injury, I can’t swing my arms over my head. I can hang out in a pool or at the beach, sure, but actual swimming is not possible anymore, so when Beverly suggested snorkeling, I was hesitant.
Iris
It’s a big change from Wilmington.
Great Horned Owl
Funny thing was, I usually didn’t have a lot of luck with the birds there.
Snow Bunny Self-Portrait
Bunny tracks resembling a bunny made by a bunny. Maybe this should be called Recursive Art, or something.
I’m Not Saying It’s Sharks
…but it’s probably sharks.
Lost Lemonade Files: Big Bend Critters That Aren’t Birds
Sometimes something runs, crawls, or creeps across my path that doesn’t have feathers but still interests me.