Little Baby Bunny

A desert cottontail bunny hides under a bush and behind a rock on the Powerline Road No. 2 in McDowell Sonoran Preserve in Scottsdale, Arizona on April 15, 2023. Original: _RAC4398.ARW

Back in April Bear and I came across this tiny desert cottontail hiding in the middle of the trail. I happened to have my telephoto zoom that day which was fortunate, even though Bear wasn’t showing any interest I was able to keep my distance and grab a quick picture and continue on our way. I almost walked right by except I caught a glimpse of the eyes, staying well hidden is a good skill since there’s a pretty long list of predators in the desert that would eat the tiny thing.

Life’s Rich Pageant

A jumble of driftwood and organic debris and rocks at Cobble Beach in Yaquina Head Outstanding Natural Area in Newport, Oregon on October 7, 2017. Original: _DSC2971.ARW

A jumble of driftwood and rocks and organic debris at Oregon’s Yaquina Head in the fall of 2017. I have no interest in endless stretches of sandy beaches but rocky coasts that cradle a diversity of life are a balm to my soul. This was supposed to be the start of more frequent trips to the coast to focus on tide pool photography but it turned out to be my last, as a few weeks later my team got laid off and the wheels were set in motion that months later would bring us to Arizona. We’re a little short on oceans in the desert and since I don’t like to fly I won’t be visiting the Northwest anytime soon, but I do still have many unedited images from my years there and working on them lets me revisit my old home.

One Last Step

An American kestrel, close to fledging, looks out from his nest in a saguaro in George Doc Cavalliere Park in Scottsdale, Arizona on June 5, 2021. Original: _RAC2813.ARW

While his siblings nearby practiced flying on a breezy spring evening, one last kestrel wasn’t quite sure about entering the wide world beyond. I feel such sympathy for the last-to-fledge, on the precipice between the only life they’ve known, the comfortable life that must end, and the dangerous path ahead where they can live their fullest lives. Taken near sunset in 2021.

The View From Home

Our dog Bear lies on the tile and asks for a belly rub on April 14, 2023. Original: _CAM6568.ARW

One of the things I love about our house is the view of the mountains in the distance when you walk in. For months now though this is the view I often first see when I come home from work. Sometimes Bear greets me at the door and runs off to find a toy for us to play with, but if he’s sleepy he rolls over and asks for a belly rub. There may be wiggling involved lest such a subtle gesture go unnoticed.

A New If Old Leash

Our dog Bear waits near a saguaro I call 'The Elephant' on the Latigo Trail in McDowell Sonoran Preserve in Scottsdale, Arizona on April 15, 2023. Original: _Z724957.NEF

Another picture of Bear and The Elephant, taken towards the end of an afternoon hike a few months ago. It’s hot enough now that such walks are verboten, it’s early morning or nothing. Evening swims are now on the table though! I have switched back to this leash, which we bought on the day we adopted Ellie in 2009. We have fancier leashes but I’ve always come back to this one.

O Captain! My Captain!

A great horned owl looks out from atop a large boulder while another, barely visible, peeks out from its nest in McDowell Sonoran Preserve in Scottsdale, Arizona on March 26, 2023. Original: _RAC4370.ARW

A great horned owl steers its ship between the edges of day and night, the sun starting to fade on a warm spring evening as I hiked my way out of the park. Though I rarely hike with it I had my biggest telephoto with me that day so when I looked out across the desert and saw a strange bump atop a boulder I was able to throw the camera on the tripod for a closer look. I won’t tell you how many days I looked at this shot on my computer before I realized there were two owls in the picture. In my defense the second owl wasn’t visible when I started the sequence of shots.