Hi, Folks, This lovely photograph of a Great Blue Heron, yellow wild iris and their reflections was recently made by Sharell Katibah alongside the American River. Nearly back lighting gives a kind of ethereal glow to the iris leaves, blossoms and the chest feathers of the egret. I dragged and dropped the photograph on my
Hi, Folks, I drifted downriver in my kayak toward these three Merganser sisters who had heard that some taverns and pubs in the surrounding counties were about to open up again. The two younger ducks were eagerly primping in preparation to fly off and join the action. The older third sister offered wise reproof: “Hey!
Hi, Folks, Here’s a Green Heron, intently focused on what’s to come before it on the American River. While hunting, the heron pays rapt attention to every slight movement and sound happening nearby. To do so increases the probability of its survival. But the heron also knows intuitively when to quit, find a safe, quiet
Hi, Folks, Growing up as I did, almost always near salt water and sea-farers, I learned early the adage, “Red sky at night, sailor’s delight; red sky at morning, sailors take warning.” There’s actually a meteorological basis for the old saying (described at the link below*). In our photograph of the American River we have
Hi, Folks, Calmness, stillness can give rise to wondrous reflections. Here, I’ve stopped paddling the kayak and have remained motionless long enough for the slightest ripples to pass away. At that moment, the reflection of the Great Egret, the reeds, trees and sky emerge clearly to be seen. I wish you moments today like that,
Hi, Folks, Here’s an interesting resident of the Parkway. Somewhat bigger than a crow, it’s a Black-crowned Night Heron, not so often seen in the daytime as the larger egrets and herons. This chunky heron goes shopping for food primarily at night, when it is easier to distance itself from its larger competitors who forage
