Standing at Attention for the Admiral
In my sparsely butterfly populated corner of Northwest Oregon, a fleeting glimpse of large black and white lepidopteran wings immediately brings one name to mind – but not always the right one.
In my sparsely butterfly populated corner of Northwest Oregon, a fleeting glimpse of large black and white lepidopteran wings immediately brings one name to mind – but not always the right one.
Here in Northwest Oregon, photographing butterflies poses two main challenges. First, there aren’t many of them here. Second, the most photogenic of the ones that are rarely settles long enough to get a decent photo of it.
A stalwart agricultural holdout against the ever-expanding perimeter of Portland, Sauvie Island is one of the finest places in the Pacific Northwest for wildlife viewing and photography.
I freely admit it – during my family’s most recent visit to our ancestral home of Astoria, Oregon, I met a girl who swept me off my feet.
As often as possible, I like to get away from the hustle and bustle of my life as a natural history writer and book reviewer (oh who am I kidding – I just like to get away from the computer and out of the house once in a while)…
Two things about living in the Pacific Northwest of the United States are most certainly true: the “default” weather forecast is always for rain and with precious few exceptions the birds match the color palette of the weather.
Apologies for the interruption in posting. The project upon which I was working is now complete and I am as busy as ever with new endeavours. In fact, one of these will take place this Saturday at the Oregon Garden, where I shall be speaking on the topic of backyard wildlife. Garden Time was kind [...]
Having gotten caught up on all my writing and my lovely wife needing to use the computer, I pulled on my official RSPB Pulborough Brooks Reserve fleece, grabbed my digiscoping rig, and headed out toward the Dike Road in Scappoose to do a bit of a digiscoping workout.
On the eighth day of Christmas, Mother Nature gave to me – a regatta of Trumpeter Swans a swimming (well, that is the venereal noun for a group of swimming swans).