Cedar Waxwing and Red Holly Berries

Cedar Waxwing

Cedar waxwings flocked to this holly tree one early fall. I had several days of photographic opportunity to observe these birds as they picked this holly tree clean of red berries at their leisure.

I sat in the car, and watched the birds, using the car as a sort of blind since the tree was next to the driveway. Loved watching these little guys as they interacted and enjoyed a plethora of berries, keeping me very entertained for quite some time. And a generous helping of photos to sort through once they were gone.

Happy Holidays, everyone!

Wintering Swans

White Trumpeter Swan rising from the water

Swans arrive in winter and stay around till February. Just the other day a saw a wedge of swans flying by as I was out hiking. So, I’ll be looking for them as usual this year. Such graceful, lovely birds to watch and photograph, sometimes on the lakes, sometimes in the fields. If I can get out early in the morning I find them easier to spot on the water in smaller groups, sometimes called bevies. Further north, and I can get a glimpse of tundra swans, closer to home we see trumpeter swans. They winter with us for a short time, and then they move on.

White Trillium and Spring

White Trillium Wildflowers

One of the first wildflowers I always look for in the spring is the trillium. This one is a Western Wake Robin, or trillum ovatum, that blooms early in the spring, and is a wildflower that I often see deep in the forest. Bright spots all along the trail. Wake Robin because it’s a flower that blooms before the Robin begins nesting in the early spring.

The white trillium is thought to be a symbol of purity and recovery; also thought to symbolize the Christian trinity, among other interpretrations.

Autumn Leaves all in a row

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Some people might just see dead things. I don’t. I see shapes and color and curves of autumn. I see a sleepy time, hibernation, and soon, the advent of rejuvenation. I see a richness of texture and depth of color, curves and lines. I see the shadow of a curled, brittle leaf. I see life that has run its fruitful course. I see families, I see teams, I see closeness, I see huddles. I see sleep, and napping on a cold autumn morning. Do you see just a bunch of dead leaves or do you see possibilities?

Blue bells and cockle shells

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Mistress Mary, Quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With Silver Bells, And Cockle Shells,
And so my garden grows.

                                                                                       –Wikipedia

An old rhyme (1744), “Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary,” which this photograph brought to mind.  These pretty posies aren’t silver bells, but they are bluebells, and growing profusely in the spring. Looking forward to photographing wildflowers this year, hopefully in the not too distant future.

Morning, Mountains…

From a distance, a broader view of springtime Olympic Mountains. Morning again. I love that morning sunlight. Moody silver skies, snowy white mountaintops,  angles, and shapes and curves, sunlight and shadow. A vista to take your breath away. That moment in time captured, like a breath caught suspended. And a remembrance of that one special moment.

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In the Distance

Landscape, and the bigger picture. Broaden the view where light and shadow can alter the vista. The way the sunlight burnishes the roof of an old barn, with mountains in the distance. There is detail also in landscape and the way the light captures that detail.  The lines and angles defined by the shine of morning sunlight. Glimpses of remaining remaining snow in early spring. Slanted roof, curves of mountains and trees, horizontal  rows of readied land for spring planting.  That sense of sleepy awakening.

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