I'm still watching the Blue Jays play.

Blue Jays are yesterday's news. Today is about the Pileated Woodpecker.

Dear Google photos app: I am never trying to take a picture of the dust on a window. Focusing on it is not helping.

Successful portrait of a very black cat!

I appreciate that cats spend so much time licking their butts. It makes me confident they're putting clean things on my face.

Guess which side is the edge of the camera frame.

This sizable Pileated Woodpecker was hammering on a hollow log next to the trail. Loud, bright, hard to miss. I went a few steps away to watch strangers get excited spotting them.

Waxwings hit up the mountain ash berries today. An intimidating reminder that they outnumber me.

This might be more iconic than, "Nobody wants to work anymore."

Flirting in Montreal is just the local Minnesota nice.

Peek-a-boo!

Sometimes you just get lucky. This blue jay with its meal. Me, with this picture of this blue jay with its meal. You, reading this post about my picture of this blue jay with its meal.

"Timeliness is thoughtfulness," I remind myself again hitting send on a text that isn't perfect — but maybe didn't need an hour of revisions.

1910

I realized that when I think of writing a book or a script, or creating a podcast or doing a TikTok video, that that is the best part. Thinking about it. No one understands the trauma of the really lazy.

Today I learned that Facebook has settings you can change to show less low-quality and unoriginal content. The default settings are... not less.

There are many photos of tonight's wolf moon. But this one is mine.

My mom's dog knows how to celebrate a holiday.

I love the light at winter's minimum up north. Here the sun peaks at 13 degrees above the horizon so sunrise slowly eases into sunset. This looks due south at 1230. Waking up before the sun is miserable, but the light all day can be ethereal.

"I promised the boy I wouldn't tell anyone." - My brother, declining to tell an embarassing story about his 6 week old son. He's gonna be such a good dad.

Friend: Why are we stopping the car? Me: 👇 (Calgary, 2022)

Waiting for more data, but after changing my handle to a domain fewer bots are adding me as a follow. Kinda wanna spin up some bots just to measure this effect...

Hard work and patience led to this lucky shot. By, "hard work and patience," I mean holding down the shutter button and terabyte sized storage cards.

Repost if BlueSky is now your primary social media site.

Made the difficult decision to learn something instead of being right today.

I love flies when they're outside. Where they belong. Outside.

My sister has a unique 6 letter middle name that rhymes with, "dot com." Today I found out the actual .com was available, never owned. Great use of $11.

Hungry hungry heron.

Mt. Collie, my favourite mountain. a few years later I got to reach its summit.

It's very hard for me to spend less than an hour in a butterfly conservatory. Only 1% of the photos turn out well, but if you take a few thousand each visit...

Big birds are much easier to catch in flight as the autofocus has more subject to deal with.

After forgetting ice axes at the top of the climb I had to hike up around the waterfall and was blessed by this moment - 2018

Surprisingly easy shot as they hovered from spot to spot on the hunt.

Last year I learned Road Runners can fly.

I love photographing bees. They are so active and sometimes you can anticipate where they're going next.

Mushrooms taken with a Nikon Z6 and 3d printed macro tube made at the local library.

Taken over two weeks of cat sitting, these portraits are the first I've taken of living beings where I had the result in mind. This took 10 hours, because cats.

Got lucky last week on my regular walk. Golden Crowned Kinglet.