The night sky lighting up, on the eve of Independence Day:
Photo by NB Hunter (3July2020). All rights reserved.
The night sky lighting up, on the eve of Independence Day:
Photo by NB Hunter (3July2020). All rights reserved.
Photo by NB Hunter. © All rights reserved.
Resident geese on a late evening flight to roost
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Two days beyond perfection, but still lighting up the night sky.
Photo by NB Hunter (Jan. 3, 2018).
Photo by NB Hunter (December 3, 2017). © All Rights Reserved.
The November full moon rose above the tall spruce trees along the edge of the yard around 8:00 this evening. Standing on the porch to get a better look, maybe take a picture or two, I was reminded that a full moon is much more than a diversion for a shivering photographer. The entire natural world responds, in some way or another, as its brightness casts shadows into the night.
This evening the response was audible: a pack of coyotes howling and yipping on a hilltop a half mile northeast of me. The eerie, bone-chilling calls are mesmerizing, even frightening when close, but I love the wildness of it all.
Photo by NB Hunter (3Nov2017).
Wisps of clouds and soft colors defined a warm and peaceful sunrise
Natural rhythms were interrupted by unusually warm, dry and erratic weather patterns
Early leaf drop and muted colors in woodlands shifted attention to the landscape underfoot
The Harvest Moon reminded all of the landscape overhead
Harvested fields were crowded with hungry geese
Gulls as well as geese foraged in dense, low fog on cold mornings
Searches for fall landscapes led to familiar haunts, like the old mill pond
Driven more by photoperiod than the tricky warm weather, a mature male beaver prepared for winter by harvesting an aspen tree and stashing branches at the family lodge
Staghorn Sumac was on fire!
A large ash tree, dead for many years, returned to life. An impressive mass of “Chicken-of-the woods” fungus fruited on the base of the snag and lit up a drab woodland scene.
October reflections
Photos by NB Hunter (October 2017). © All Rights Reserved.
I don’t look up as often as I should. Yesterday, in the midst of whacking away at multiflora rose invading my trail right-of-way, I received a call from a friend: “Where are you?” half mile from the house, clearing trail, trying to avoid hornets. “Do you have your camera with you?” of course, in a fanny pack. “Look up – you can thank me later!”.
Minutes later, the entire scene was gone. I never got to where I needed to be, in order to do what I wanted to do. Love the way mother nature presents and teases with these fleeting spectacles.
Photos by NB Hunter (9/13/2017). © All Rights Reserved.
Last week the first full moon of summer teamed up with scattered cloud cover to put on a show. Each evening the moon rose a little later, at first in twilight, then in total darkness. I was told of a 4 AM scene where it was framed by a rainbow in the southern sky; sorry, missed that one!
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I walk for wellness but this morning I came home with a stiff neck! I watched wave after wave of geese flying high and with purpose, all moving in a northerly direction. Three or four thousand birds passed overhead in an hour, many of them so high they were more easily heard than seen, dark specs strung out across the puffy white clouds.
Some flocks were Canada Geese…
while others were Snow Geese.
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