This was a cold Virginia winter morning that was so chilly, the local mourning doves preferred to perch on the metal bird bath (or get a brisk sip of water, I wasn’t sure which). The device being held under the water by the stone is a water warmer which kept the water just above freezing on such days so birds could still have access to water without it icing over. I couldn’t get over how fluffy these doves stayed as they worked to remain warm until the sun rose.
Month: July 2017
A brilliant red Northern Cardinal popping against the snowy background of the nearby woods.
Coming in for a landing to peck at seeds just under the snow.
A sky hunter patrolling the skies high above the tree tops. This red-tailed hawk circled for a while, checking out the woods, looking for an unfortunate critter. It’s humbling to watch hawks and other birds of prey from the ground, knowing their eyesight is so amazing that their view of us is tremendously better than ours of them.
This happy Carolina Wren used to frequent my back porch back east. I enjoyed keeping my camera on the kitchen counter to catch little glimpses of its visits and to listen quietly by the patio door as it would sing its little heart out. These are sweet little birds and they tend to have a spirited, spunky look with their tails jutting this way and that.
Moonrise on the High Plains
A nice look at the moon becoming visible as sunset changed to dusk on the plains from Broomfield, CO. Being so near the Rockies, it’s easy to always look at the mountains in every outdoor moment, but the plains offer some great views as well.
I happened upon this bloom while strolling a local botanical garden. It was only just beginning to open its petals but there was just something about that color that caught my attention. Not peach, not pink, not orange, but something so striking and soft that I studied it for a time. Should I ever identify this particular rose, I’m planting a few bushes of it! Gorgeous.
A song sparrow making haste off my back porch railing after a healthy snow a few years ago. One of my favorite photos. It’s not the most perfect resolution, but there’s just something neat about the little flakes of snow kick-up and the feet and wings that I’ve always fancied.
Brilliant in Blue
While in Wyoming two weeks ago I happened upon this stunning flier; a Blue-Eyed Darner I believe, perched on a sprout of wildflower.
The weekend was baking hot on the plains. It was so bright, I couldn’t make out if the dragonfly was in focus, even cupping my hands over my LCD screen on my camera. I took a chance and triggered several shots in sport mode, hoping one was clear and frankly, I got lucky. Even in the bright heat, the blue stood out amongst the sand and the rocks and the scrub and is the first such dragon fly I’ve seen. A beautiful little gem.
White Prickly Poppy
These reminded me of something like a moon flower or an open hollyhock (and yes, a poppy) from back east, except of course it’s a thistle plant here in Wyoming and other neighboring states too. It’s really quite an impressive bloom (given it’s growing somewhere you don’t need to pull or move it).
The blueish hue of the stems is a nice contrast with the green buds and white frilly blooms. A very fragile-looking bloom but in actuality, it’s one tough plant.
A Rocky Runner
This was my skittish visitor who regularly frequented our target shooting location two weeks ago on a hot afternoon in Wyoming. On checking a few websites, it seems this fast sprinter is a Great Plains Earless Lizard. It was quite humorous to see it race up to us and back away again over and over. I’m not sure if it was simply curious or posturing but it certainly was a brave thing.
This second photo admittedly I had to edit extensively. Yours Truly ignored all intelligent thought and left her aperture on the wrong setting for a squint-worthy bright group of pictures. But this one I was able to edit back to a more realistic brightness and contrast to be able to post. I was hoping to keep this one as it made us chuckle to see it scurry over and then stand up to watch us a time or two before disappearing back into the scrub.