• The Day Quill Died

    It really isn’t that big a deal. Wild animals die all the time. Why make a fuss? Predators kill their prey, animals die from disease and sometimes wildlife will even kill the young of their own species. The natural order of things has a rough edge. With all that death around, why should it be… Continue Reading

  • Mother where art thou?

    Imagine you are an eaglet … Your first memory is being entombed in dark, tight, smelly quarters. Mustering all your strength, you finally manage to crack your prison shell and stagger out to a cruel world. You blink your eyes and catch the first glimpse of a rather fierce looking creature who turns out to be… Continue Reading

  • Tricked by a Sandhill Crane!

    It started out easy enough. I was hired (in a volunteer sort of way) by the Sandhill Crane Association Of Central Saskatchewan In Autumn (SCAOCSIA) to update their photos. The SCAOCSIA wanted me to take some snappy new photos before the members all took off for parts unknown. I met with the leading sandhill cranes who… Continue Reading

  • Cute? Oh ya! Cuddly? Maybe not.

    This blog is all about cute photos. I think it’s my daughter’s influence. Whenever I ask whether she likes one of my photos, she understands the question. It’s not one of those biased “do you like my new hair style” queries with only one acceptable answer. I may be a bit odd that way but I… Continue Reading

  • Grousing about baseball

    Baseball, photography and grouse have a lot in common. Yes, initially that surprised me too but then I used to play ball. The strongest memory from my playing days happened during a tight game in the neighbouring town. The opposing pitcher was throwing some scary fast balls and our team was striking out. Eventually it was my turn… Continue Reading