Fish Hawk [Osprey] – The Shake

Fish Hawk [Osprey]

The Shake Grasping its recently snared prey, a Fish Hawk [Osprey] rises aloft. In one brief moment, the drenched predator seemingly pauses in midair and employs a tactic to shed its feathers of water acquired during the dive. The shake sends a spray of fluid in all directions. ~ Anecdote and Fish Hawk [Osprey] capture, The Shake © Jerry L. Ferrara

Northern Elephant Seals – Combat

Northern Elephant Seals

Combat Along the sandy California seashore a pair of bellicose bull Northern Elephant Seals face off in combat. ~ Anecdote and Northern Elephant Seals capture, Combat © Jerry L. Ferrara

American Badger – Mr. Pugnacious

American Badger

Mr. Pugnacious Mr. Pugnacious,You look so audaciouswith a mask that’s bodaciousyou give such a scowl.All rodents bewareOf that glowering glareAs you may not farewhen he’s on the prowl.… Mr. Pugnacious, you are so outrageous. ~ Poem and American Badger capture, Mr. Pugnacious © Jerry L. Ferrara

Utah Prairie Dogs – You’ve Gotta Be Pullin’ My Leg 

Utah Prairie Dogs

You’ve Gotta Be Pullin’ My Leg Wrestling, grappling and committing general mayhem, a pair of immature and rambunctious Utah Prairie Dogs were caught in the act of playing “rough house” when one pup grabbed the foot of its rival at the same moment the camera shutter captured their awareness of being noticed.  Attention span was hugely succinct, though, as the adolescent duo resumed their spirited horseplay … wrestling, grappling and committing general mayhem. ~ Anecdote and Utah Prairie Dogs capture, You’ve Gotta Be Pullin’ My Leg © Jerry L. Ferrara

Pileated Woodpecker – Funny Face

Pileated Woodpecker

Funny Face During the recent storms, a water-drenched Pileated Woodpecker peers in the direction of the camera … Funny Face ~ Anecdote and Pileated Woodpecker capture, Funny Face © Jerry L. Ferrara

Great Blue Heron – The Stretch

Great Blue Heron

The Stretch A Great Blue Heron takes on a posture called “The Stretch”, a courtship behavior carried out during and after pair formation. ~ Anecdote and Great Blue Heron capture, The Stretch © Jerry L. Ferrara

Western Grebe – Rushing

Western Grebee

Rushing The Western Grebe is a spring and summer visitor to our North Idaho area and one of its most recognized behaviors is the flamboyant courtship performance called “rushing.” The ritual often doesn’t last long but is none-the-less a thrill to view. The mated pair raise themselves up in tandem, arching their backs and cocking their heads atop their beautiful swan-like necks, and with their wings held back, they literally run across the surface of the water. Near the end of the rite the pair slow down and one or both dive below. Here are two Western Grebes I caught in full swing during their “rushing” maneuver. ~ Anecdote and Western Grebes capture, Rushing © Jerry L. Ferrara

Brown Bear – Tranquility

Brown Bear

Tranquility Tranquility governed the landscape as the Brown Bear lumbered along the placid interface of lake and land. A very gentle breeze caused small waves to gently lick the shore. As the bruin progressed in my direction, I slowly moved a few feet inland out of its direct path and sat down in the grass. And I waited. The clouds overhead and in the background were halcyon to the eye while the distant brightening sky, from a sun not quite exposed, boldly announced the coming day. The goal, on my part, was to snare the creature’s silhouette in the notch between the snow-topped mountains on the lake’s far side. Using an ultra-wide-angle lens, the beast was captured at the preconceived moment.  ~ Brown Bear capture and story, Tranquility © Jerry L. Ferrara 

Bobolink – Robert of Lincoln


Robert of Lincoln We’ve been anticipating seeing the annual reappearance of the Bobolink to the fields and meadows around our home. Robert of Lincoln showed up today. ~ Anecdote and Bobolink capture, Robert of Lincoln © Jerry L. Ferrara

Bison – What The Bison Saw


What The Bison Saw To avoid becoming a statistic, the image was created using a long lens from the safety of a vehicle. What the Bison sawwas a universe of grassreckless with abandonwildly undulatingwhile capitulating to the fury of the windWhat the Bison sawwas fire in the skyraking, arachnid-likearcing bolts that lit the inky nightand set the prairie afireWhat the Bison sawwere frozen winter ‘scapesa sea of rimy furand vast clouds of cottony breathWhat the Bison sawwere packs of Great Plains Wolvesthat choreographed strategic onslaughtson the foldthey took both young and infirmWhat the Bison sawwere indigenous peoplewho drove the panic-stricken herdto deathover treacherous cliffsWhat the Bison sawwere iron trailsstretching far across the prairie’s faceavenues for smoke-belching monstersthat spoke of thunder and leadWhat the Bison sawwas a landscape of deathtongueless, hideless carcassesscattered liberally to the horizonWhat the Bison sawwas a situation of near extinctionyet, from a small grouptheir numbers grewbut never like they were … that is what the Bison sees ~ Poem and Bison capture, What The Bison Saw © Jerry L. Ferrara