I captured this image of a female Broad-tailed hummingbird on a recent camping trip in Gunnison County, Colorado. I was hoping for a similar image of the male. Unfortunately a dominant male decided to guard my feeder, driving away all the other males who tried to feed. I had lots of feeding juveniles and females to photograph, but only one male.
I took my children to the playground while my wife was away. I had my trusty G9 along, and in between pushing my kids on the swing and watching them on the monkey bars, I found some abstract images that I really like. If you like these images (or not!) please leave a comment.
I wish that the shadow in this image was shifted ever-so-slightly toward the upper right. But I still like this a lot. Very simple.
I like the clash of shape and line on this image — the grid and the helix.
This is an image of the roof of one of the playground structures.
Preening Great Blue Heron
This morning I made a quick trip to Belmar Park in Lakewood with my father. I intended to photograph kingfishers on a perch that I scouted during previous trips to the park. The kingfishers were in short supply, but I’m quite pleased with the images I captured of this great blue heron perched on a nest-box stand. (As always, click on the image to enlarge. For some reason this image looks a little strange in the preview size above).
Black-crowned Night Heron
This is the only image I captured of this black-crowned night heron before he flew into thick brush near by. I could see him preening in the bushes, but could not find an unobstructed angle to photograph from.
Great Blue Heron on Nesting Platform
This image is a little less dynamic than the first one above, but still a keeper.
This is a flowering prickly pear cactus that I photographed in Arches National Park earlier this summer. I shot this image at a number of different apertures to get just the right depth of field. I wanted the flower to be sharp, but for the thorns and the leaf to be slightly soft, but recognizable. This is my favorite of the bunch.
This is a stylized version of the first shot. I’m not sure whether I like the straight image better or the version. If you have a preference, please leave a comment below.
 
A few months ago I was killing some time between the sweet morning and evening light browsing the Monte Vista Crane Festival. (The festival is really a big fair/craft show/small town event — both charming and odd at the same time). I stumbled across “Between Light and Shadow” by John Weller as I was leafing through books at the Great Sand Dunes National Park table. It stopped me in my tracks.
I can sum up this book by saying that it is easily the best book of outdoor photography that I’ve seen in the last five years. (And I’ve read, and purchased, many such photography in that time). Weller’s book has three virtues that set it apart from most of the outdoor photography books in my collection. First, he has a unique style. Rather than employing the contrasty and highly saturated only-in-sweet-light style that dominates landscape and wildlife photography, his photos are under-saturated, low contrast, even a little dark. He doesn’t rely on the “sweet light” but uses all sorts of different lighting — including, in particular, storm lighting — to great effect. Second, he lived in the dunes for several months over the space of a year. This manifests itself both in the quality of the images (you don’t get very many images this good on a week-long trip) and more importantly on Waller’s eye for the place. Finally unlike the prose in many photography books, Weller’s prose is engaging and well written.
If you like landscape photography even a little, and you don’t have this book in your library, you’re missing out.
I have been working very hard lately both on my blog and in my “real” job. These images are a reminder to myself that perhaps I shouldn’t take my photography (or anything else, for that matter) that seriously.
The first image is not what it seems. This marmot is scratching, though he looks a bit like a martial artist:
This Giraffe, on the other hand, is doing exactly what it looks like. Namely, sticking his tongue up his nose:
Marie, you may now officially adopt the Marmot as your mascot . . .
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