In the cool of the evening and in frigid mountain waters, this gal was slowly making her way back home up in the mountains. This is on the west side of Yellowstone National Park, shortly before you exit the park. --steve buser
A Sanderling (Calidris alba) skips rapidly across the sandy beach at Perdido Key, Florida, finding a lot of good things to eat on the shore because of the high wave action in the Gulf of Mexico. --steve buser
This little chipmunk pounced out of the rocks in front of us on this trip to Colorado. I don't think it was because he was not afraid of us -- more than he just wasn't paying attention to us. --steve buser
Mama watches over her young ones (although they are getting pretty big) as the sun rises and the joggers come out.
The pond was near our hotel where we stayed on a recent trip to Salt Lake City.
The Grand Canyon at sunset is one of the real treats at this national park. There are good spots and better spots to do this. We kept traveling along the rim of the Canyon looking for that perfect spot. Finally as the hour grew late, we pulled into a parking area and found a "suck-the-breath-out-of-your-lungs" view. The scenery, the colors, and the shadows made a constant play as the sinking sun skimmed its rays over anything it could still hit.
A Great Egret takes a leap into the air and glides away from his perch. The picture is from the Oil and Gas Park in Jennings, LA. His companion for the the morning, the Anhinga on the right side, doesn't give it much attention. -steve buser>
My biggest surprise at Global Wildlife Center where we visited this past weekend was the orneriness of the Zebras. They would push their way to the front nearthe wagon train we were in and then chase away any animal that would push on them. We were warned not to feed them from our hands because they will bite -- apparently an expression of affection. Apparently, from the way I see it, the stripes are just to a make them look more friendly.
We had the grandkids and a bunch from Linda's family at the Global Wildlife Center in Folsom this weekend. I don't think I have ever seen brighter kids' eyes thatn when they found out they got to feed giraffes, zebras and buffaloes and more. It's a vast open range prairie that the animals roam freely. --steve buser
A young buck elk in full velvet in Yellowstone National Park stops eating leaves for a second to check me out. I guess he was wondering what that big eye was sticking out of my face. This was on a recent vacation Linda and I took at the end of the summer. There was a big buck looking over the herd of about 12, mostly females. He was laying in the grass and barely looking around.
This lone Great Egret (Ardea Albus) was ranging around the pond at the Oil and Gas Park in Jennings today. I managed to get in a spot, just behind a tree, that allowed me some camoflauge and a place to steady my shot. He quickly found me, though, and took a couple stares right at me to check for threats.
The fishing wasn't so good, so he soon decided to head to his (seemingly temporary) nesting place in some bushes near the bank.
What surprised me on this shot, was how limber you have to be, to be a Great Egret and keep your feathers straightened.
I had to shoot between the legs of a railing to catch a shot of this Black-Capped Chickadee (Poecile atricapillus) eating on some tender shoots of a branch in Yellowstone National Park this summer. I think the railing provided just enough cover to keep my friend here unfrightened by me. --steve buser
Will the geyser blow soon? If you know the ways of this beast, you can probably guess the time it will blow within a couple hours. A Yellowstone National Park ranger would come out to the site periodically to check the signs and give her prediction.
When the geyser blows, it really puts on a visual and sound phantasmagoria.
At the top of the photo is the peak of the Grand Teton. The photo is from our trip to Yellowstone earlier this month. We were climbing to Inspiration Point on the far side of Jenny Lake in the Grand Tetons National Park.
How willing would you be to assume that the cloud shape overhead was just an accidental formation as the clouds swirled around?
I walked outside and saw this one day back in November. I then ran into the house, grabbed my camera and started shooting. I'm still perplexed by what it was all about. Despite what you see, it didn't seem to be spinning rapidly. At least it wasn't spinning any more rapidly that anything else in the sky which look more like a ocean full of splashing clouds that a sky.
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Stairs lead to the second floor of a home and then to a deck on the third floor.
The home itself was last seen shortly before Hurricane Ike slammed ashore on the Bolivar Peninsula in Texas.
In the foreground, not even the pilings remain of a home that was washed away. On the other hand, the slab is still there for the parking area under the house. Many homes even had the slabs washed away on the finger of land facing the Gulf just southeast of Houston.
In the background, two homes remain standing, though most homes on the island that withstood the fury of the massive 400-mile-wide beast still have to be gutted to return them to a livable condition.
While driving on the Bolivar Peninsula a few days ago, we came across this collection of found items.
There was a man wandering around, and I assumed it was his work. All around stood sticks where houses and been -- gutless houses with nothing below them -- and every kind of destruction you can imagine.
It has been more than 90 days since Hurricane Ike unleased its destructive force on the defenseless finger of land. Still little has been done to restore the island to life. Building codes, financing, real estate laws, insurance, FEMA assistance, flood elevations, work to restore utilities, roads, dunes -- it is all in a snarled mess.
So, this man does what he can. He places things he finds in this pile, hoping that someone will recognize something that was theirs. Maybe it will restore a little, though very little, order to their life.
Behind his foundlings laid out on the driveway is a gaping hole where homeowners used to park their cars on a slab beneath the house. The slab is cracked into pieces, some in the hole, some missing.
Meanwhile, on a internet forum board for the peninsula, volunteers saying they are working to get donated ladders so that people can enter their houses and see what is left.