By now you're beginning to think this is a beaver blog. It's not. I promise this is my last dam (sorry, couldn't be helped) beaver post. And it's a good one.…
Rarely, during the past 2.5 years that I have lived in Gardiner, MT, have I taken photos in Paradise Valley, just north of Yellowstone. In fact, despite the fact that…
The park has quieted to a gentle murmer in the new winds and snows that dance about, threatening to return us to Winter. Winter wonderland. With the wolf mating season…
I saw a video on YouTube the other day of the fight between a female fox and a badger near the Yellowstone Picnic Area that occurred in May, 2013. There…
The Wolf Dot Show I often get teased about my "wolf dot shots," but, of course, continue taking them for many reasons. For documentation purposes for one. Because there…
True confessions! It is damned cold out there in Yellowstone right now. Which, would not be so bad if there was snow, and more snow coming down. I believe it…
Last week, I wrote how we overcame the curse of the beaver. But one place where the beaver curse persisted was at home, in Toronto. Despite dozens of almost daily…
Every day at sunrise finds me inside of Yellowstone and hoping for an exciting day of photography and wolf watching. But, the unseasonably warm weather and melting snow have made…
"Your daily observations are so important to keeping people interested and feeling a part of the wolves lives. My selfish desire to have you there daily is not as important…
It has been a crazy time in Yellowstone! Ton of visitors and sparse action with wildlife so everyone is congregating in the same places. We need snow but, luckily, much…
I'm going to tell you a story about something that happened to me a long time ago a long way from Yellowstone. This story is prompted by the fact that…
Gorgeous day in Yellowstone and it was a day for love in Wolf World. First thing this morning, at barely dawn, I rounded a curve in Little America and saw…
This was the beaver that broke the curse. What curse? Let me start from the beginning. For years, I was of the opinion that finding a beaver to photograph was…
