The oak trees have burst out with a fresh set of pale leaves that are quickly turning dark green, as they continue to grow. The forest is filling in with the deciduous trees blooming and merging with the evergreens. Both types of trees, and wildflowers too, have been pollinating and the air is still filled with fine yellow-green dust. It’s a busy time of year with a rapidly changing environment.
This little bird, a yellow rumped warbler, made these cedar tree berries seem like a pretty big meal. I was a little surprised that it was able to swallow the berries. It did seem to take it’s time, especially compared to the waxwing birds that were also feeding. Continue reading Yellow Rumped Warbler→
Right around Thanksgiving, a large group of migrating cedar waxwings, and a few other birds, decided the berries on this tree were ripe and ready. There were plenty of berries to go around but not enough space for all the birds at once. They would take turns visiting the cedar tree for a meal, while the bulk of the flock waited in a nearby oak tree.
These birds are very considerate to each other and have been known to form chains and pass berries along. When the flock is larger than the tree, cooperation is the key!
Here’s a gallery of images from a monarch habitat in Santa Cruz. Located within a small forest of eucalyptus trees, on the edge of the Pacific Ocean, this city park is home for full time resident monarch butterflies and a treasure for their admirers. Also in this gallery is a rare event of a few crows having a feast on the lofty suntanning insects. Continue reading Monarchs and Crow→
After 2 1/2 days of cold rain and dark skies, a dry line passed over Austin friday afternoon. Saturday morning snapped open like a crisp, sunny Texas winter day. With blue skies and temps quickly climbing through the 50’s. The weekend was off to a great start and people were getting out, after being rained in for a few days. Continue reading Winter Rain and Bull Creek→
I knew the Austin area had some parrots, because I’ve seen a group of them in some trees a couple years ago. But the other day, when we took a different route for our bike ride, I found out where some of them are living. Continue reading Austin’s Parrots→
Living on the edge of the bay in Port Isabel, I see a pod of dolphins travel by on a regular basis. I usually see them around the lunch hour and then again in late afternoon or evening. I wanted to get some up close pics of the dolphins, so I readied a kayak for a quick launch. I still would need time to lug the kayak over 200 yards of rocky sand, but if they showed up on their relatively consistent schedule then I should be able to get the boat to water as they were passing by. When they do come by, they almost always take a channel that is only a few yards offshore. Chances were good I could put myself very close to them as they swam by on their way to deeper water.
Less than a week and it lined up for me. I spotted them coming, while I ate lunch during a random summer day. I dropped my sandwich and burst outside to put my plan to action. I had my chance to get a head start and spring for the water with the kayak, but it was still just a hope because they could easily decide to swing wide and take a different channel further offshore. I had the camera bag on my back and I grabbed the kayak and sprinted for the bay.
They were traveling fast and I was starting to think I might miss them. If I didn’t put myself in their path, there was no chance I could get the shots I had in mind. I started to panic a little and hit the water running, splashing loudly as I entered and then blasting the paddles into a sprint.
The pod was about twenty yards away and I saw a baby dolphin raise up, propelled to a stand with it’s tail. It was looking right at me and did this a couple of times. I was pushed into even more of a frenzy paddling to reach the channel by the thought of up-close shots of a baby. But the moment I saw two of the dolphins break off and swim at full speed with dorsal fins rigid and cutting the surface like a knife, I realized I was making a mistake by trying to catch up to them.
Two males, I assume, sped along the channel a few yards in front of me in a show of power. They doubled back and did it again but I had already stopped splashing and changed to a smooth and calm stroke. Then the dolphins swam back toward the pod and I entered the channel. They were still very close, and I tested my luck with another aggressive paddle toward them. That didn’t fly. The males broke off again and started circling me. This time I was in deep water and I already know how powerful and protective a dolphin can be. I stopped paddling and grabbed the camera.
I squeezed off a few shots and in a short time I realized I was caught and moving quickly with the tide…further offshore. I started to get very nervous. I put the camera down and reached for the paddle that was balanced across and just in front of me. The dolphins had stopped circling and were out of sight, but I could feel them underneath me. Right then one surfaced just to my right, about three feet from me and looked right at me. I felt he was giving me one more chance before he opened a can of whoop ass. I said hello to him, in a submissive voice. But my mind screamed that I should scramble for the camera and get the shot!
Then again, If I get whacked by a dolphin that is trying to protect a baby in the pod, I guess I still wouldn’t get the shot. I decided not to make any sudden moves as this large male eyeballed me, then sank below the surface. I gently put the paddle in the water and scooped out teaspoons until I felt safe enough to make full strokes toward land. I stopped and saw the baby raise up again on it’s tail and it occurred to me that I really should have loaded the telephoto lens in the camera bag.