In the tall grass

Approaching the midpoint of November and winter weather has yet to make an appearance in the valley. Mild nights and cool mornings greet the sandhill cranes as they lounge in the tall grass… Continue reading

The dance

For such an ungainly looking bird it is amazing how graceful they appear in flight. The twists and turns, gliding through the air apparently effortlessly on the way to a touchdown always amazes… Continue reading

Late in the evening

I am always amazed at the reaction of people who haven’t witnessed a sandhill crane arrival at sunset. Their excitement at the line of cranes as they emerge in the distance at dusk… Continue reading

Chasing the sun

Thousands of cranes call the Isenberg wetlnmads home for the next few months as they continue the migration to warmer climates. A trip to watch the sunrise saw the morning departures as the… Continue reading

Landing

The first weekend in October usually means the sandhill cranes have taken up their temporary residency at the Isenberg wetlands. The early vanguards of my first visit have replaced with thousands of cranes… Continue reading

Night and day

Sunset arrival, Saturday September 28  Sunrise departure, Sunday September 29 As the long summer days ebb into the cool breezes and crisp nights of autumn it is time for the sandhill cranes to… Continue reading

The wind and the water

The thunder of water crashing on the rocks was the tune of the day for a trip to some of Yosemite’s most famous waterfalls during a day trip to the valley this week.… Continue reading

Eye of the beholder

I’m no artist. I never will be. I studied to be a photojournalist and I don’t think the two will ever converge for me. Some people may be able to do both but… Continue reading

Lucky lunar look

After waiting for months to watch the total lunar eclipse I almost missed. Hard to believe it took a bag of trash to save the day and capture the Super Blood Wolf Moon.… Continue reading

Isenberg

Waking up at 3 a.m., standing in the freezing pre-dawn cold, getting eaten alive by mosquitoes, muggy afternoons, too many people standing around me, driving in the fog, standing in the rain, waiting… Continue reading