Blog: Words and images

Quiet catbird

It’s Sunday, so it’s time for another photo of the week and the story behind the image.

I guess this is a story about how my many hours hiking in search of wildlife to photograph have conditioned me to link specific sounds to specific animals.

A few months ago I was hiking through a field near the edge of a forest when I heard something that sounded like a cat mewing in the underbrush. “Gray Catbird,” I told myself, then turned the camera toward the sound in hopes of getting a shot of the catbird if it popped to the top of a plant.

Faces of competition

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It’s Sunday, so it’s time for another photo of the week and the story behind the image.

When shooting a colorful action sport like bicycle racing it pays to know the course and plan your shots.

I photographed the Tour de Grandview Cycling Classic each June before they changed it to a one-day evening event — not the best time of day for action sports photography — a few years ago. I knew the hilly, curvy course very well. 

I’ve used a variety of lenses — from wide-angles to get the bikes whizzing past me on a turn to telephoto zooms for longer-range shots. …

The case for presets

This is a departure from my typical blog content. I’m writing about the behind the scenes processing steps taken to prepare a photo for display.

I usually use my blog to tell the story of a specific photo. For wildlife photos, that story typically includes information about the bird or other animal I photographed. For landscape or city/travel photos, the story often explains why I decided to photograph the scene or some facts and history about the location. …

Hazy shade of winter

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It’s Sunday, so it’s time for another photo of the week and the story behind the image.

As I gazed across this scene on the last day of 2007, Simon & Garfunkel’s “A Hazy Shade of Winter” started running through my brain.

To me, the scene epitomized a winter morning: a patchy, grassy snow on the ground beneath bare trees reaching toward a thick cloud cover that created a hazy, light gray ceiling. 

It looked stark. It looked cold. It looked like winter.

Flying away

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It’s Sunday, so it’s time for another photo of the week and the story behind the image.

I do not like Canada geese.

There, I said it.

I have nothing against a Canada goose … singular. One goose isn’t a problem, but you seldom see one Canada goose. When singular becomes plural — goose becomes geese, at times numbering in the hundreds — it creates a significant nuisance. And there’s little that can be done about it.

Canada geese, like all migratory birds, are protected by the Migratory Bird Act, a federal law enacted in 1918. …