A Dynamic Harmonic Subtle came the morn as a magnificent pair of Moose gracefully marched the marsh. Dayspring, mist and overwhelmingly total silence all oscillated in a dynamic harmonic. ~ Anecdote and Moose capture, A Dynamic Harmonic © Jerry L. Ferrara from Wild North Idaho: Photos and Reflections
The Eye is Tight The eye is tight on a landing spotWhile talons clutch and relinquish notAlight it will, the noble beastComes it to rest where it will feast ~ Poem and Bald Eagle capture, The Eye is Tight © Jerry L. Ferrara
Claw and Fang The jungle held deep secrets From emptiness they rang Hidden in the shadows, yet, one came as claw and fang It blended into nowhere It moved with stealth and grace Its orbs set forth a death stare and safety found no place The jungle held deep secrets It whispered them so soft So when they came to be, yet, too late it seemed so oft ~ Poem and Jaguar capture, Claw and Fang © Jerry L. Ferrara. Image created in Brazil’s vast and enigmatic Pantanal.
A Crest of White A crest of whiteMakes quite a sightFor a feathered crownAdds to the gown… of a White-crowned Sparrow’s garb ~ Poem and White-crowned Sparrow capture, A Crest of White © Jerry L. Ferrara
And A Puma Feasted Death visited the Patagonian wildlands in the darkness of pre-morn. Its tenebrous intent was as shadowy as the gloom it traversed, and it moved with a resolute purpose. Death’s mission was to release a soul. And so, in the wee hours of dayspring, Death set free a Guanaco’s spirit and a Puma feasted. ~ Anecdote and Puma capture, And A Puma Feasted © Jerry L. Ferrara
Where’s The Peanuts??!! When the peanuts are late arriving at the seed tray, this is the look displayed: “Where’s the peanuts??!!” ~ Anecdote and Black-capped Chickadee capture, Where’s The Peanuts??!! © Jerry L. Ferrara
And The Storm Carried On The pre-dawn light had difficulty expressing itself through the moisture-laden overcast … and the storm carried on. As sun-up slowly brightened the ambience, a gentle zephyr continued swirling a mixture of crystalline flakes and sleet through the grassland’s scape and a silent-winged visitor came low over the terrain landing upon an ancient, snow-mantled fence post. The Short- eared Owl had arrived … and the storm carried on. For a while the plucky predator keenly scanned with both eye and ear the nearby expanse, searching for a tell-tale murid movement or sound that would disclose the location of its quarry. The reticent domain balefully glared back and was silent … and the storm carried on. Without foreshadow the diminutive dynamo stooped forward and firmly launched to the sky. Its flight in departing was as silent and airy as its arrival … and the storm carried on. ~ Anecdote and Short-eared Owl capture, And The Storm Carried On © Jerry L. Ferrara.
Peekaboo! Peekaboo!I do see youI don’t think you see meAs big as II don’t see whyHow silly can you be? ~ Poem and Moose capture, Peekaboo! © Jerry L. Ferrara
The Feathered Fierceness On the marge of an island forest, a predator does waitIts very essence proves mal-intent, its goal is but to sateAnd so the ‘feathered fierceness’ does patiently abideWaits it for those who unaware come forth from where they hide ~ Poem and Great Horned Owl capture, The Feathered Fierceness © Jerry L. Ferrara
A Creature Fair and Bright A movement in the brushAccompanies the hushAnd in the morning lightA creature fair and bright ~ Poem and White-tailed Deer capture, A Creature Fair and Bright © Jerry L. Ferrara