When we were in Mexico a couple of months ago, I found this snowy egret fishing in the shallows off the beach. While she stood motionless, I used a slow shutter to blur the motion of the small surf as it ran over the rocks. There was a tranquility in that moment that I felt this photograph came close to capturing.
Chickadees are constant companions in our backyard throughout the winter. These hardy little balls of feather and fluff chitter away as they fly from tree to feeder and back.
Even on the coldest days, they energetically continue their conversations and activities. With winter hinting, somewhat reluctantly, at giving way to spring here in the Foothills, I have taken a few opportunities to photograph these little birds from our second story deck.
Sunsets on the Mexico’s west coast can be spectacular. We were able to enjoy a couple of them when we were in San Pancho last week. Ribbons of cloud were first painted gentle shades of rose and violet above the blue ocean as it stretched out towards the sky. It was a muted palette but whispered a suggestion of what may come.
A few minutes later, as the day slipped away, twilight deepened those colors. Deep purple and electric pinks growing from their soft predecessors. The foamy water of the Pacific blurred and reflected some of the color across the surface.
Increasing darkness allowed for longer exposures. The colors revealed were now beyond what my eyes could see. A glow coming into the photographs along with smoothing in the clouds and the water. The town’s lights caught on the breaking surf.
A couple of minutes later, the sky was much darker to the eye. The long exposures continued to reveal the rich colors of this beautiful evening’s sunset.
The sunrises on Caye Caulker in Belize are amazing. When we were there in December, we woke up early enough to see most of them during our stay on the island. This morning, on the 11th, I was there before dawn and watched the storm from the night before blow out to sea.
Double-crested cormorants fish, nest and fly all over Caye Culker where we stayed in Belize. There were a few wooden posts where they would often stop to preen, dry off and then watch for their next meal. Here I got off the dock, waded a bit closer to the bird and put the camera low to the water for this shot.
We were in Belize last month and I had some great opportunities to photograph the wildlife there. I have always loved Brown pelicans – the way they fly, their mannerisms and particularly how they dive to fish. There was one that perched on the roof above me on a dock. Leaning over to look down into the water, this pelican offered me a great view at its long beak. The water drop made it one of my favorite photographs from last year.
The rain the past few days has cleared the air west of Calgary. When the wildfire smoke was heavy before that, the colors from the sunlight filtering through the haze were surprising and very unusual. It made sunset an interesting little photographic adventure.
I thought these images looking at the eastern flank of the Rockies near Bragg Creek from the first day of August were stunning.
Before the heavy rains over the past couple of days, the sunsets have been strange and beautiful. The smoke from the wildfires raging across western Canada has softened the sunlight. While that is fun to play with in photography, I am glad for the rain and hope the fires that are affecting so many burn out soon.
A dragged shutter and a flick of the wrist stretched out the trunks of the trees edging a meadow in Bragg Creek. When the mood strikes, I enjoy playing like this when I’m out shooting – luck and creativity rolling around together. Sometimes I like the result over the natural scene.
I’m a fan of vintage vehicles. When this owl landed in front of this old truck, I had a smile watching him flare on to the fence.
It was just after 9pm when I spied this owl on a fence across the field. He seemed to be trying to get one more vole before dusk and I didn’t have to wait very long for him to fly low over the tall grass. He didn’t dive into the grass on this flight. Wheeling back towards the forest edge, I lost him in the darkness of the trees.
A simple composition from a walk with my pup in the forest west of Bragg Creek.
Christopher Martin Photography 