Don't mistake those cute stocking feet as a sign of weakness.
Seems like a peaceful place to spend a season... or a lifetime.
The kid's a chip off the ol' block.
With talons and wings at the ready, this great gray scopes out the fields for a meal. I went in tight because I loved the contrast between the soft feathers, the face detail, and the razor-sharp talons.
Today I'm also thankful for the birds who aren't turkeys.
When the big ram decided he wanted to get off the mountain, they all came thundering down after him. I love how it started slow and quickly snowballed. Indeed, it was a ram-alanche!
(Apologies for the sloppy panning work. I was totally taken by surprise and not really prepared to shoot video.)
Great gray owl dials in the thrusters for a precision docking maneuver.
Found this young beaver up on the bank late in the evening just happily munching away.
This elk calf didn't really want his ears cleaned... but then it felt SO good!
A wild great gray owl returns to its perch after hunting the fields of a ranch near Jackson, WY. Spending a few days photographing this magnificent creature up close is an experience I'll never forget. Took my breath away every time it went to the air. You'd expect a bird this big (all of 30 inches tall) to make a bunch of noise when the wings come out, but it's absolutely silent. That's why they call it the gray ghost...
One by one the leaves came down from our big maple to reveal an unexpected dwelling. It had survived high winds and heavy summer rains while going unnoticed. Tiers of papery insulation—each level spun into stratified layers of wooden color—protect the comb from the elements. The queen's royal duties fulfilled, she took her leave.
A moose wandered into the neighborhood overnight to do some courtesy tree trimming.