Sunsets – Transitory Views
Transitory Views Three transitory sunset views of our closest star. © Jerry L. Ferrara
Transitory Views Three transitory sunset views of our closest star. © Jerry L. Ferrara
Stare Down I made the capture I call Stare Down one wintery juncture in time many years ago in the Yellowstone. The wolf’s piercing glance never fails to remind me of Aldo Leopold’s essay, Thinking Like A Mountain, and the missive conveyed in those words, which is well worth reading. ~ Anecdote and Gray Wolf capture, Stare Down © Jerry L. Ferrara
Deep In The Storm Against the storm the eagle strivesits mission undeterredWhen you face the squalls in liferecall these salient wordsTake on the foibles thrown your waythey’re but a test you seeLike the eagle deep in the stormthen you will truly be ~ Poem and Bald Eagle capture, Deep In The Storm © Jerry L. Ferrara, from Wild North Idaho: Season of the Eagle
Deep and Arcane The trumpeting call of the Sandhill Craneis such a primeval strainA note that is wild and sure to beguileits resonance deep and arcane ~ Poem and Sandhill Crane capture, Deep and Arcane © Jerry L. Ferrara
A brief deviation from wildlife: An Ephemeral Appearance The Green Flash [the smallish thin green line at the top of the distorted sun] is a rarely observed phenomenon. As the sun slipped slowly into the tenebrous horizon, the ‘green flash’ made an ephemeral appearance over the dusky Pacific Ocean. ~ Anecdote and Green Flash capture, An Ephemeral Appearance © Jerry L. Ferrara
Allogroom You are a member of my prideAnd so in you I will confideTo stay in ‘touch’ and allogroomA strategy that seems a boonIt keeps us close and healthy, tooPromotes less stress, good vibes ensueAnd with this comes cohesivenessSo for the moment, there’s less stress ~ Poem and African Lions capture, Allogroom © Jerry L. Ferrara
Mere Guise We resemble a hawkbut actually we’re notThough not quite so regal’some’ call us an eagleWhile we act like a vulturewe’re not of that cultureTo some a surprisewe’re of falcon franchise… the rest is mere guise ~ Poem and Crested Caracara capture, Mere Guise © Jerry L. Ferrara
A Blue Crab Breakfast In a Texas Gulf Coast marsh, a juvenile Whooping Crane [left] watches studiously as one of the colt’s parents catches a Blue Crab breakfast. ~ Anecdote and Whooping Cranes capture, A Blue Crab Breakfast © Jerry L. Ferrara
Nanuq He wanted to crawl in the boatwe didn’t think it would floatHe seemed not to careour wish not to shareA dangerous moment to noteThe time to leave was apparentbut the engine was totally errantIt ground out a soundpathetically boundIt spoke of being aberrantAs panic captured the crewall wondered, “What should we do?”The big furry guythen gave us the eyeDistress was about to ensueWe were just about to beseechwhen pulled we were from his reachNearby was a boatthat tossed us a ropeAnd foiled the bruin’s near-siege Our guide forgot to fill the boat’s gas tank. Image captured in the Arctic National Wildlife Refuge, Alaska. ~ Poem and Polar Bear capture, Nanuq © Jerry L. Ferrara
The Bounding Bovid Excelling at the art of leaping, an Impala buck gracefully bolts skyward. In my copy of Richard D. Estes’ The Safari Companion, the author tells of how the elegant antelope is capable of vaulting heights ten feet high and up to thirty-six feet in length. The Impala’s athletic prowess is a definite asset in the bounding bovids’ “survival kit” for eluding predators. ~ Anecdote and Impala capture, The Bounding Bovid © Jerry L. Ferrara