Category Archives: Nature Photos

A sky that never stops

Can we climb higher than the pain?  Can we find some comfort when it rests away in fleeting, furtive glances?  Or does the world remain lost in shadows despite what little light remains?

Clouds at sunset

Clouds pass slowly while the sun dangles just below the horizon.  I watch as gold tinges outlines in the sky.

Gently…ever so gently, they flow like mysteries through time and touch briefly the empty soul.  It’s like standing upon a mountaintop where I can reach the heavens.

Clouds at sunset

Even with this vast expanse laid out at my feet, the answers are not clear.  Secrets remain hidden from my mind.  I’m left with that which I cannot comprehend…so I continue seeking the riddles of why.

Briefly like the brush of gossamer silk against my skin, a breeze caresses me, holds me like an impassioned lover aching to touch with utmost care.  I let it hold me.

Clouds at sunset

Like wisps of smoke lost on the wind, it’s suddenly gone…the light…the clouds…the zephyr…the peace.  I stand swallowed by absent light mingling with my spirit.  Night has fallen.

Say hello to my little friend

While enjoying a cup of hot tea on the patio this morning, I wondered at the growing number of insects buzzing and crawling about.  Our weather has become warm—almost hot, in fact, at least by my reckoning.  And the change has occurred in a relatively short time.

But this is no surprise to Texans.  It’s long been said we have four seasons like everyone else; it’s just that ours work on a different schedule.  Winter lasts three months or so, spring and autumn last two or three weeks each, and summer chews up the rest of the year.

With plenty of sunshine and warm temperatures, bugs are arriving on the scene with utter abandon.  I’ve already seen wasps, bees, ants, beetles, centipedes, millipedes, midges, crane flies, mosquitoes, and a litany of other creeping and buzzing critters that are too numerous to keep track of.

So this morning I sipped my tea and watched a brief teasing rain shower leap over us.  Then I glanced down and chanced to see this little fellow slowly making its way across the concrete floor.

I at first thought it was Sigmoria aberrans, the red-sided millipede, although I can’t be certain about that.  Its colors leaned more toward orange than red.  Perhaps it’s young.  Or perhaps it’s of a completely different species.

The more I looked at it, though, the more I thought it was of a different species.  I believe it might be from the genus Eurymerodesmus (family: Eurymerodesmidae), something that would preclude it from being a red-sided millipede.

Therein lies the problem with identifying insects: There are more species of bugs than anything else on the planet, and this population density means characteristics don’t always differ greatly between the various flavors.  To add insult to injury, locating photographs good enough to aid in identification can be a daunting task given the large number of insect species.

But who cares.  No matter what species it is, I thought it made for a fantastic subject in the early morning light.

A millipede walking across the patio floor (175_7521)
A millipede walking across the patio floor (175_7524)
A millipede walking across the patio floor (175_7529)

[Update] I have since come to realize this is a Greenhouse Millipede (Oxidus gracilis).

Busy birds

Just a couple of photos from my walk a few days ago.  It seemed birds ruled the lake that morning.  They were everywhere and in large numbers.

These pictures include a great-tailed grackle (Quiscalus mexicanus), ring-billed gulls (Larus delawarensis), American white pelicans (Pelecanus erythrorhynchos), American coots (Fulica americana), rock doves (Columba livia) and double-crested cormorants (Phalacrocorax auritus).  I’m sure there are other species hidden in the background of the first one that are not identifiable in that view.

Various species of birds hanging out at the lake (173_7351)
Various species of birds hanging out at the lake (173_7367)

Along the banks

During my walk the other day when I captured a few intriguing bird photos, I actually spent most of the time loitering about the confluence of several creeks that feed the lake.  The area turns lush green during spring and summer months, a lavish garden of heavy woods and thicket.  But during late autumn and winter months it paints a very different picture, a naked congregation of trunks and limbs punctuated with evergreen bushes, a reminder of the stark reality hidden behind verdant tapestries seen throughout the rest of the year.

Yet I couldn’t help but be mesmerized by the almost desolate, barren landscape, perhaps as much as I normally am when it gushes forth with life.  There rests within the nakedness of it all a certain promise of things to come.  Like bears hibernating, the sleeping behemoths reaching toward the sky will soon awake, and it is that very potential upon which my eyes feasted as my feet carried me to and fro.

The empty canvas will not remain blank for long, I know.  Soon—quite soon, in fact—an explosion of color will burst upon the scene.  Winter’s bleak austerity will give way to summer’s rich opulence.  Before then, however, I find unexpected beauty in the bleak textures, random bits of color, and openness of what soon will close.

A tree leaning precariously over the creek from the opposite bank (173_7305)
The confluence of a few creeks near the lake (173_7315)
Barren trees on the opposite bank of the creek (174_7402)
The creek with one bank overflowing with wintering trees (174_7409)
Evergreen thicket interspersed among sleeping trees lining the creek's banks (174_7411)

I long to take flight

A few captivating tidbits from today’s walk…

This is a male great-tailed grackle (Quiscalus mexicanus).  He had been perched on the pier quite close to me.  As luck would have it, he took to the air the moment I snapped the photo.  But I wasn’t terribly disappointed given this shot.

A male great-tailed grackle (Quiscalus mexicanus) taking flight (173_7366)

Here are several members of a colony of ring-billed gulls (Larus delawarensis) as they leave their group near shore and head out over the water.

Several ring-billed gulls (Larus delawarensis) taking flight over the water (173_7331)

And here’s the lucky shot of the day.  This is an American white pelican (Pelecanus erythrorhynchos) as it flew directly over me.  I was standing near a line of trees when two of these massive birds suddenly appeared overhead.  With trees in front of me and trees behind me, I had no time to piddle with camera settings or even take aim lest I lose the chance.  So I just aimed the lens toward the sky and pressed the button.  I was pleasantly surprised I had captured anything worth sharing given the circumstances.

An American white pelican (Pelecanus erythrorhynchos) flying overhead (174_7401)

How I’d love to be able to join them in the ether lifted high on my own wings and power, free to soar at will sans cumbersome machinery or mechanisms.