At the Whim of the Elements

Today we are at day three of the rain outside. It’s fairly rare to have this much rain in the summertime in Northern California. Today I photographed one of my favorite childhood pursuits a helicopter seed. That’s what we called them anyway. Did you ever play with them as a child? They float down from the trees like a helicopter. We used to marvel at them and collect as many as we could and throw them up into the air to watch them float down again and again. With a little research today I found out that these seeds are called Samara Fruit. Samara Fuit goes by many common names such as whirlybird, helicopter, whirligig, polynose, or Northern England, a spinning jenny. These seeds are made with a wing to have the wind help disperse them away from the parent tree so they will have a better chance of surviving. They are at the whim of the elements because where they finally end up is where they will have to grow. God's love and blessings to all. May you bloom and prosper where you are planted. chris

Grace Cathedral

This last weekend Lenore and I went to a wedding at the Fairmont Hotel in San Francisco on Nob Hill. The wedding was held on the rooftop garden.Just beautiful. Afterwards we walked over to Grace Cathedral. Grace Cathedral was built in 1964 by the Episcopal Diocese.I found out it was French Gothic Revival Architecture in design. I have never been into a cathedral before so it was an interesting to have this experience. Walking into the cathedral put me immediately into a mood of silent, reverent awe. Both Lenore and I both just fell into quiet whispers.Afterwards we talked about it. Even the sound of the camera shutter seemed way too loud.It was hard to put into words. God's precious love to all, chris

Little Birds

Yesterday morning I spent some time in the photoblind out at the Burris Ranch. I installed new feeders and perches in hopes of getting some more quail images. Naturally my plans of photographing some quail never occurred. I didn’t hear or even see any quail the whole time I was there. That didn’t bother me any in the least as there were plenty of other birds that kept me quite occupied. My favorite of course was the Oak Titmouse. I just love those spunky little guys. They are one of my favorite small birds. Though I must say that the variety of House Finches rivaled them with their bright colors. I had a wonderful time photographing them. God’s love and blessings to all, chris Then surely He will provide richly for his children. "Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?" Matthew 6:26.

Stalking Wild Wood Nymphs

Last night I packed my pick up so that I could be out of the house bright and early. I went out to the Burris Ranch to put up a new feeder and perches. On my drive out it was beautiful. The valley was still covered in a layer of fog and the sun was trying to break through. Stepping out of the cab when I arrived at the ranch I immediately wished I had worn something warmer than shorts and sandals. I was happy I had pulled on a light sweater on before heading out the door. The thermostat in my truck said it was 40 degrees F. After setting everything up the sun was just starting to clear the ridge behind the ranch. I settled into the photoblind for some great bird photography. By ten o’clock the lighting was starting to go so I headed up into the one of the pastures behind the ranch to see what I could find. There were Wood Nymph Butterflies popping up here and there. Trying to catch one landing in a spot where I could photograph it was a completely different story. It’s really frustrating when one would flutter up in front of me out of the grass and then fly to the top of a nearby tree! I had to approach them very slowly and try not to caste my shadow on them. Eventually one landed on a small thorny flower on a little rise that was quite approachable. I stayed there for about ten minutes trying several different angles to get a better view of it. It was simply a gorgeous day. God’s love and blessings to all, chris

Beachcomber's Daydream

Both Lenore and I have coin collectors within our families so it stands to reason that we have a few old coins floating round our house. Nothing major of value. Yesterday Jay came in and told me he'd found an unusual coin in his room. It turned out to be a zinc copy of a CAC Brasher Doubloon, America’s First Gold Coin, There were many copies made of this coin that sold in the 1960's in tourist spots in Florida and other locations along the east coast. An original gold Brasher's Doubloon sold for over seven million dollars in 2011. I decided to create an image a beachcomber would have day dreams about.If it were real that is! God bless, chris 19 “Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moths and vermin destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. 20 But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moths and vermin do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. 21 For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.Mathew 6-:19-21

One of the Locals

It has taken me many years to develop a relationship with some of the birds and squirrels where I live. When I first started putting up my bird feeders I could rarely get close to any of the critters in my backyard. Just opening the back door was cause for them to flee. With time I have been able to move much closer to many of them. Many of the smaller birds like Juncos and Chickadees are relatively unafraid when I'm in the yard. The ravens and Bandtail Pigeons are still all but impossible. I thought I had a break through last year when I had a chance with a first year Raven that was in pretty poor shape. He at least I think it's a he lets me at least be on the patio in the yard without flying away.But that's as close as I can get. The most approachable are the Douglas Tree Squirrels. I have reached the point with at least a few of them to where I can walk up to within about six or seven feet or so as long as I don't move too quickly or make any noise. Even with this familiarity I still use a photoblind when I am photographing them. They are more relaxed and not as tense when I am hidden from view.Here are a few images of a local Douglas Tree Squirrel from my photoblind yesterday morning. They are just the cutest little guys. For some reason they remind me of little teddy bears God's love and blessings to all, chris

On Watch

Yesterday was Father's Day and my family treated me really well. I was presented with some dark chocolate, cashew nuts and some beef jerky. All good things to munch on in the photoblind. I also received a new pair of Birkenstocks and some boxers as well. Now I'm perfectly outfitted. I was thoroughly spoiled. Best of all I got to spend the whole day at the pool with my family. Annika was working as lifeguard so we just saw her briefly on breaks. All the rest of the time she was on watch. She worked and we played Bananagrams (never won) and had BBQ hamburgers.Most of the time we just sat talked and read. Towards the end of the evening I waited until the lighting was softer and I photographed Annika in her guard chair. I asked her to look over at me and she responded sternly,"No Dad. I have to watch the pool."Way to go Annika. Those simple words made me proud to be a father. I talked her into a quick glance over at me for a second which she did. I really like the image with an out of focus swimmer in the background. God's love and blessings to all, chris