Last year I heard about some sandhill cranes nesting in our neighborhood. I had a lot of fun photographing them and watching the chicks grow. If you're interested you can read the old posts -- see The Crane Wife and Family (5/11/12),…
I don't usually think about turkeys unless it's November, but a recent walk in Owen Conservation Park brought me face to face with a group of them. Now, I've seen turkeys in this park before, but never during the spring when,…
We've known about a fox in our neighborhood for a couple years or so. We've occasionally seen it trotting down the road; one of our neighbors has also seen it several times. Until recently, however, I've never had a chance to…
I was rummaging through some old photos looking for pictures of relatives to post on Facebook when I happened upon this interesting image. It was taken in August 1972 with a Minolta SRT 101 using Kodachrome 64 film. We were in…
The busy holiday season is over. A subzero arctic front has moved into the Midwest. This is the time of year when I often find myself somewhat adrift, wondering what to do next. So far this January I've had a…
I was going to name this post "Beautifully frustrating" or "Frustratingly beautiful" but decided that frustrating was too negative of a term. What I'm getting at is sometimes, when I'm in a location or a situation where I'm convinced that I'll get some…
Fall colors usually grab my attention the most when the sun is shining brightly. That's when the reds almost drip color and the golds look positively regal. Sometimes, however, a gray foggy day can add an air of mystery to…
Sometimes it takes me a while to get around to doing something that I want to do. In the spring of 1970, after 3-1/2 years of chemistry, physics, and math, I had some college credits remaining to use for electives. …
Having lived out west I know that calling Rib Mountain a "mountain" is a bit of a stretch, but, having lived out west I can also say that real mountains rarely have colors like this. It was very windy, cold, and…