
I’ve been having fun combining some of my little moonshadow images (especially the ones on leaves) into abstracts. These are the first three in a little project I’m calling “In the Path of Totality”.

I’ve been having fun combining some of my little moonshadow images (especially the ones on leaves) into abstracts. These are the first three in a little project I’m calling “In the Path of Totality”.

A week ago, I spotted this ladderback woodpecker, all puffed up as it warmed up in the morning sunshine.


When one doesn’t have the high tech gear or knowledge, you make do with what you have- in this case a colander! I heard about this in my photo group today- and evidently it’s a very well known technique- so I gave it a try. I took many shots of the shadow of the moon over the sun as projected through the colander (also a saltine!) on our driveway. Then I tried other places and found it made a pretty good shadow on iris leaves. They look like little hearts, don’t they?

Where is Spring (sung to the tune of Where is Love? from Oliver!)? We just keep getting snow- and some rain. And then it melts- and then we get more. Today it is sunny- and cold (it snowed last night). Our plants just don’t know what to do! We have blossoms and buds and leaves and a nest with finch eggs attached to our wreath on the front door, but we still get snow. Can you tell I’m getting impatient?

Spotted at Moorten Botanical Garden in Palm Springs a few weeks ago!
We actually saw two nesting hummingbirds while we were there. I’ve never been so close to one before- it was a real treat.

Happy Easter! It has been a rainy and snowy Spring, so I guess we shouldn’t be surprised that we woke up to snow today. But it’s the first time since we moved here in 2013 that we have had snow on Easter. Our plum blossoms have endured several snowfalls this year and are so far surviving. Nature is amazing!

Our snow has melted after hanging around for a week. Today’s photo was taken in January on our trip up to Snow Bowl in Flagstaff. It was snowing lightly, and fog obscured some of the trees in the distance- creating another winter white image.

My mother, who was definitely a fashion plate, emphasized the rules of dressing properly during my formative years. For example, she never wore jeans, but did find a pair of stylish “frontier pants” that she wore to events where the other women wore jeans. She allowed me to wear my beloved cut off jeans during my teen years, because she knew it was important for me to fit in, but her own style remained elegant. One of the rules that stuck with me, was the one we all know- Don’t wear white after Labor Day! But she also taught me the great exception to the rule- winter white. Think of soft white angora or cashmere sweaters- not white cotton pedal pushers or white patent leather heels.
I thought of my mother’s use of the term winter white, when trying to come up with a title for this post. I think she would be pleased.
Below is a different crop of the same image- just to test out the reliability of using the “Large” setting for blog photos. Fingers crossed that we can see both images on our phones!
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Fog and snow shrouded this scene up at Flagstaff’s Snow Bowl.
I do realize that this is the second blog post of the day, BUT I am trying to solve my image size problem on my own (WordPress still maintains it is an Apple problem). I changed the image size in my post earlier today to the default setting of Large (I have been using the Full Size setting for several years), and this morning’s image showed up correctly in emails. I’m trying again with a square image to see if it will work! You may see more posts in the next week as I test this out, so bear with me!

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We had our first snow this week, just a couple inches, which has melted away- at least at our house. Yesterday we went up to Flagstaff for a doctor appointment and drove up to Snow Bowl for a bit of photography. I think the smaller details of the snowy trees were more compelling to me than the larger scene.

A group of pelicans fishing is evidently called a FLEET. This group was not far offshore in Bodega Bay, and I was surprised to see them huddle up like this. It appeared as if one small group found their prey and the others quickly joined them to grab as many fish as they could.

These two were separated from the group for a bit and then joined them.

This might be my favorite of the three photos- because of the “bunny ears” on the right! There are at least six pelicans in the fleet. It looks like it was a good day for fishing!

“What is this?” you may wonder, if you don’t live in Arizona.
If you do live here, you know all too well that this is a baby javelina (not a pig, but a collared peccary). The photo below will give you an idea of the size of the baby.

There is a steep hill covered with rocks above the retaining wall behind our patio, and it is usually down this slope that javelinas enter our yard. One side of the backyard has a gate (usually open) leading to the front yard, and the other side is ungated. We tend to leave the gate open, knowing that wildlife (mostly deer, coyotes, and javelinas) may be passing through. Normally the occasional group of javelinas come down the hill and walk around the house to the front, where they then head up neighbors’ driveways to the open areas behind the houses.
This morning, I looked out back and saw a mother javelina standing on the patio, calmly nursing her two offspring. The larger of the juveniles looked like a smaller version of its mother, but the smaller javelina was tiny and still had its umbilical cord attached! I took some iPhone videos and then grabbed my big camera to take a few quick photos through the glass door and screen. After nursing was over, the two larger javelinas then jumped up on the retaining wall, leaving the new baby behind. Realizing its plight, mama javelina jumped back down, and this behavior continued for about a half hour. Then suddenly a dog appeared at the top of the hill, barking at the javelinas, who then started squealing. I finally realized the gate must have blown shut and dashed outside to timidly open it, after first peeking through to make sure the javelinas weren’t right by it. In no time, the javelinas went through the gate and headed up a neighbor’s driveway. Drama over.

Here is one of the views along Hwy 395 between Mammoth Lakes and Bodie. The aspens were in their full glory during our visit, and wherever there was a viewpoint, we would stop and admire the splashes of gold set against the mountain backdrop. Others were stopping too, and we all would smile as we exchanged shooting positions and comment on how lucky we were to be there at the perfect time.

Thinking today about our upcoming trip to Alaska and remembering our 50th anniversary trip 3 years ago. . .