So folks, the time has come. This is the last scheduled post from me for awhile. I may change the format in the future, or use another method of blogging/posting. I am still undecided. For the time being the blog will stay up, and I will keep you informed on any future changes. I am looking forward to the unknown path my life is about to embark on!
Reminder that keyFOTO’s print sale is still happening until Sunday Dec.2/12. See the last post for info, prices & photos available.
On to the final post: I am sharing a bunch of wildlife photos from The Badlands National Park. Enjoy!
Sticking with the bird theme this week. A few more speicimens from The Badland National Park in South Dakota.
First up some wild turkeys, caught walking about just after sunrise on our last morning:
And next up we have a Mountain Bluebird. They have amazing colouring, but are rather hard to take a photo of, or at least this one was. It rarely sat still for more than 3 seconds, so by the time I composed the shot it would take off.
Some photos of a Western Meadowlark from our stay in the Sage Creek campground in the Badlands National Park (I dig the way (s)he struts):
These two photos are from my recent trip to Badlands National Park in South Dakota. On the last morning, Mike and I woke up early (3am our time) to catch the sunrise and for me to take some photos. I had picked out this spot the night before (it’s actually just outside the park) for a distant view of the formations. I was having a rough morning, and getting frustrated, which usually leads to more problems. This pack of horses came by, to check us out and say hello, and the pictures I initially tried taking were fabulous – minus the lens cap I left on…! Gah! So I’m pretty sure this horse was laughing at me, and it was only right he mooned me on his way back to the pasture.
*WARNING* Graphic Images to follow
A few more dedicated to the coyote:
I promise that the next few weeks shan’t be bird related posts. But today we have a sparrow of some kind (with his lunch), and my ever-elusive barn swallow (who appears to be watching me).
Killdeer are such strange birds. If you’ve never seen one defending it’s nesting area, it will act hurt to draw your attention away from it’s “nest” (It really just lays them in the lawn, not a real nest per se), to try and lure you away from the eggs. And they run. When they run, they kind of remind of Fred Flintstone when he bowls.
Alas, the circle of life hath come ’round. My husband Mike said he had witnessed the carnage of the woodpecker, as it had fallen victim to a hawk (I think that’s what he said?). But the hawk had had help, as the woodpecker had sadly hit our window a few days prior, and either didn’t survive the hit, or was caught by the bird of prey while still dazed & vulnerable. I took a few moments to capture the scene, as life isn’t always beautiful, and yet sometimes there is beauty in death. Fear not, there is nothing graphic.
A few weeks back I took some photographs of a Woodpecker – a Common (“Yellow Shafted”) Flicker. I’ve been expanding my wildlife portfolio by shooting birds lately. They are readily available in our yard and pond, so I try to take opportunity of it. The only bird I really would like to photograph and it continues to elude me, is the barn swallow. They are so darn fast! I’m relatively new to using a higher range telephoto lens (my digital kit only went to 70mm up until this March). But I hope to catch a few snaps of them by the end of summer. Not to steal his thunder, go ahead and revel in the marvel of this fine male woodpecker!