• Shameless feeding

    I’m beginning to think that predators have no shame. Watching a large, powerful bear eat grass still strikes me as a little awkward. All those muscles, teeth and claws should be attacking something more worthy. It’s embarrassing really. But I topped that on a recent trip to California. We were looking for whales and were… Continue Reading

  • California culture shock

    When I left the prairies to look for wildlife in northern California, the first thing I found was … culture shock. I am used to creatures built for speed, camouflage and generally avoiding me, but dealing with sea creatures left me scrambling to figure the whole thing out. Here are five things I learned along… Continue Reading

  • Camouflage free

    It’s been a long time between moose sightings so maybe you’ll forgive me for nearly driving into the ditch when I spotted this guy. The beauty of moose is that they are perfectly suited for my wildlife spotting skills. They are huge – almost impossible to miss – and their natural dark camouflage is particularly useless… Continue Reading

  • I got nothing!

    It’s official. The drought on our prairies has become a barometer for my creativity. The stunted crops are languishing in the heat and forest fires are showering us with smoke. We need water and the rejuvenation that comes with it. And I fondly remember cooler weather. After 270 blogs, it feels like my creativity well has also run… Continue Reading

  • Staying Awkward

    I remember many ages being a bit awkward and the current one isn’t any better. It might have something to do with acting my age. I’m pretty sure my maturity peaked in grade nine. I’m almost positive I’d do better a second time around if afforded the opportunity … but then again maybe not. If… Continue Reading