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Sky Crock is an ancient and lonely being with a reputation for sudden anger that, although unintentional, destroys any life it happens...

Every one said clouds were fast and wild—racing storms and crashing thunder. But Snuffy was different. He preferred slow spirals and soft...

I kind of feel like I am in a slump, photography wise. Summers in Arizona are HOT! So, getting out for a photo hike is challenging. And I...

This evening, Tom and I decided to leave our cameras at home while we foraged for lost golf balls. Just as we headed home, the first...

Perhaps the best thing about photography is that you have to get out there. With the exception of studio photography, to get the shot you...

The young hummingbird clung to the twig, his feet tangled in strands of cotton. Once radiant and full of life, his tiny body now trembled...

The American Kestrel: North America’s Pint-Sized Predator With its striking plumage, fierce hunting skills, and adaptable nature, the...

C J and I drove over to Watson Lake. It is a very picturesque area with granite dells jutting out of the lake making for otherworldly vistas. C J is always looking for exciting landscape and cloud vistas. Me, I look for birds. I got both. If you look real close there is a bird, a cormorant, center right.