Created in the canyons of the Colorado River, Lake Powell has many parts of its shoreline that are shear rock walls. Today, with the drought of the past several years, the "bathtub ring" is much deeper than shown in this photo.
What egret wouldn't be interested in getting in the nest with this magnificent bird? Egrets are always elegant looking, but during breeding season the long plumes and the bright green on the base of their bill make them absolutely fantastic. After breeding this lovely creature will lose its long plumes and its lores will fade from brilliant green back to the same orangey-yellow of its bill. With the changes it will be merely beautiful.
This came from a day I was just messing around with a close-up lens and some things from the kitchen. The berry did not last long – I love strawberries!
One lone stalk of prairie grass, just jutting up a little higher than all the stalks around it; just against a clear and cloudless sky. Nothing more.
Looking at the cruise ship, Carnival Magic, through the rigging of the tall ship, Elissa (1877), in the Port of Galveston.
A windbreak for a viewing platform at Galveston State Park in Texas. The platform looks out over West Bay on the mainland side of the island. The windbreak is simply loose rocks sandwiched between two layers of heavy wire mesh. I felt the wall created an interesting textures and patterns.
Shiny and silver, it soars over the Mississippi River and St. Louis. Visually it is far farther from top to bottom than it is from side to side. But that's not the case; its height and width are the same. Its shape is that of a weighted catenary, a lovely curve that is clean and elegant.
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This lovely Snow Egret was sitting by the edge of a small pool of water. Its eye never left the pool as it carefully watched for little creatures that might make a good midday meal. The little scene took place in the wetlands of Galveston Island.
There are few things as quintessentially Texan as longhorn steers. This good ol' boy belongs to a friend of mine who keeps about 6 or 8 of these beauties as a hobby. I was standing at the fence looking at him while he was just relaxing in the grass and looking back at me.
When you quietly wander along through a field by yourself, you have time to think the little thoughts and see the little things that are often ignored or overlooked. This is when you see something as simple as a stalk of dried thistle and think that it should be a photograph.
Sometimes birds just like to get together. Meet and greet. Have some face time. What better place for all the birds to congregate – flock together – than in a tree with few leaves? This bird convention was a December meet-up on the wetlands of the bay side of Galveston Island.
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They scurry along in the sand at the edge of the water, back and forth in sync with the waves. They move so quick their legs blur as they move along foraging for little creatures.
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