Showing posts with label Ash Canyon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ash Canyon. Show all posts

Saturday, April 23, 2016

Las Aventuras: Home

Spotted Owls
With the first part of migration over, it was time to do some mountain and riparian trekking for other incoming migrants.

Lark Bunting
Some of the hikes were steep and quite a killer on the feet:)  But I wasn't going to find many birds sitting down.  The first of my two yearly treks into Miller Canyon happened.  On my second trek in June, most of the special hummingbirds like the White-eared and Blue-throated Hummingbirds should be back.

Scott's Oriole
I visited several hotspots around the Huachuca mountains and I walked along the San Pedro River. It was a beautiful day out finding familiar faces and birds along the trails:)

Gray Hawk
Along the waterways, we spied 3 Gray Hawks flying over the verdant canopy of the San Pedro River.

Pyrrhuloxias
On our return back, the color red caught my eye and I was seduced by the beautiful Pyrrhuloxias at the Casa De San Pedro feeders. 

Lots of Pyrrhuloxias
Before we hiked the trail along the river, there hadn't been any activity.  But when we returned, there were hundreds of birds all feeding!  What a show!

More Pyrrhuloxias with female Red-winged Blackbirds and a Gila Woodpecker
After several months of thought and the direction my birding is going this year, I have chosen the 2016 theme, "Home."  My focus is all about the detail surrounding birds and their lives.

A beautiful male Magnificent Hummingbird along the trail we were hiking.
As we search for new life, we'll explore both the known and the unknown.  While my photo essays will take me into California, Wisconsin and now Texas, I'll continue my work in Arizona.  Hummingbirds are migrating back in great numbers now and I look forward to the work ahead of me this year.


Here are the reports for Miller Canyon, the San Pedro River and Ash Canyon.  Until next time....



Friday, August 28, 2015

An Ode to August

Barrel Cactus Bloom
August you can be quite stunning.  But you also drain me of my energy. I see rain and I smile.  I see sun and I frown. Hot, sweaty, sticky T-shirts are not my thing. It's a love-hate relationship with you.

Migrating Black Terns at Benson's WTP
You bring us rarities.  You bring us color.  Lightning, thunder, raging desert rivers along with gulls, terns and lots of other interesting things. But try searching for a Painted Bunting in 100+ degrees while walking around wet grassy bug filled fields! You, dear August, test my limits.

Texas Ranger and Barrel Cactus
I begin to think of ocean waters, cool breezes, and freezing nights.

The Benson WTP
I come home from an exhausting day at work.  No energy to do anything.  Just sleep.

Mary Jo Ballator's Ash Canyon Retreat-home to the US rare Lucifer Hummmingbirds
Hiking is not even possible.  So I sit among the blooming flowers and watch the migrating hummingbirds from within my chair. 

Male Lucifer Hummingbird
The bugs bite me.  Itch itch itch.  You are way too intense for me and all I can do to escape you, August, is retreat into my air conditioned car.


I think of stain glass windows and old pine with lots of musty books. It's raining all day long.  And cold.  Behind my window, I watch the birds while enjoying a hot cup of coffee. 

Coyote pups need water and want to play with the photographer!  Not today:)
 Most speak ill of the whipping frozen winds of the north.  Not me.  I feel energized by them. I imagine myself at the Whitewater Draw on a cold January day.

Female Lucifer Hummingbird
August.  You are beautiful but you are too high maintenance for me.


As much as I hate saying good-bye to you, I am also secretly relieved that you are leaving.  Is that terrible of me to write?

Sweetwater Wetlands
Your close friend, September, will be visiting soon and I look forward to a brief visit. Nothing personal:)


Saturday, October 6, 2012

Setting The Table

Get ready for a post full of random thoughts from an AM car ride to work:) And it's about how we began and where we are now.  Keep in mind the question, "How does one set the table?"  And as a side note before I get started, I just wanted to let everyone know that I'll be working at the Butterfly Magic exhibit in the afternoon at the Tucson Botanical Gardens on October 8th.  Come and stop by!  I'd love to meet you and show you around Southern Arizona's only tropical butterfly exhibit. On a side note, I'll be on vacation this next week heading out to some far away places after the 8th.  I'll be sporadic on blogger as I hopefully discover more incredible things. But until I return, I have lots of fun finds coming your way everyday.
As a kid, I dreamt about magical gardens, meeting strange new people, finding incredible creatures, and learning about what was beyond that next star.
Ladder Back Woodpecker
In college I would feel like I wasn't doing enough.  Not traveling enough. Not knowing enough. I thought it was something I had to fly to by plane, train or automobile.  I didn't know how to start.  I just threw myself carelessly out there. 
But as the years advance, it's about learning the subtle strokes of the painting.  The things we overlook in our lives. The things I now wish I could slow down more. 
Spotted Towhee
It's not being first at the finish line.
House Finch
There is so much chaos and noise all about the world.  We wonder sometimes, "What if?"
Mexican Jay
What if everything was perfect and all we had to do was find that inner calm?  But it's not, is it? We have friends and family who suffer from sickness and terrible situations. It's that chaos that affects us all.
Magnificent Hummingbird
Life is short.  I watched a Civil War show on PBS that showcased just how many people lost their lives during this difficult time in our country's history.  I thought about it more.  It has been well over a hundred years since the event but as a child, I remember that there were older people who had met these survivors and actually had conversations with them.  The last confederate survivor died in 1956.  My Great Grandparents was born in 1899. They came from Germany.  One set of Grandparents were born in 1911 and 1914....which was around the time the automobile was created and introduced to the world. My Grandma lived on dirt roads with horses being the main transportation to and from her village.  Her parents died of Scarlet fever.  She was 14 and moved in with her aunt on the farm.
They are all gone now. The personal stories of the Civil War, WW1, WW2, and Korean war vets have almost completely faded from our current society.  One Grandmother remains and I want to keep her alive forever.  My parents grew up in the 50's and 60's to a different world.  One where cars and the "American dream" would develop further.  You just had to follow the plan and success was guaranteed.  I grew up in the 70's and 80's.  I am the last generation of the group who could ride bikes and play with neighborhood kids before getting snatched up by a stranger.  And in the 80's began the electronic age with Atari.  Kids would begin to stay inside their homes and play video games all day. And it was safer for parents since now they had to worry about society stealing their children out of their own backyards.  A made for TV show called "Adam Walsh" would expose the horrors of child abduction. And so it would begin...obesity. I told you this was random:)
Nuthatch
The 90's seemed a peaceful time of happiness and prosperity. It was the time of suburbs and loss of more habitat.  But at the turn of the century so much would come crashing down around us.  Chaos. Anger.  Loss. Faster electronics making people move faster in their everyday lives. Fruit orchards around the Bay area of California would be replaced by Silicon Valley and the suburbs.  Faster faster faster. 
Vast areas of land as the human population swells are now having to be marked as sacred.  Do not touch.  Land which seemed endless is now measured by the google mapping system of Earth.  Every square inch is being carefully scrutinized to own or protect.  So where does that leave us today?
Acorn Woodpecker
Our younger generations are much more educated on the preservation of nature than I was when it came to  protecting the environment.  But there isn't a sense of security like there was decades ago.  There are no guarantees and if things keep going as they do, a lot more will change.  This isn't political at all.  It's just that it's been happening all along in such subtle ways.  And I wonder about these young students of mine as they raise their families.  What will their kids face 20 or 30 years down the road?  Will all of this still be here for them?  It's not a question of when because it's now.  Today some countries and their states are making the difference and preserving spaces.  Some are not.  The difficulty is that we are all linked to one another environmentally.  We've done it with technology but now we have to do it with Mother Nature.  There is a movement but it is patchy globally.
Because what one place does, affects the other. Mexicans burn their land away which is habitat for the hummers in winter.  What if they don't have that habitat anymore?  Will they come back to Southern Arizona?  It's happening. As I sat in my 45 minute car ride to work, this is what I thought about today.  Is "setting the table?" a proper question to ask when most of us don't even sit down at a table for dinner anymore?  

Sunday, September 30, 2012

Chuparosa Challenge-Mixing Drinks


Taking a break from the "Looking Back" series, I thought I'd present to you yet another difficult piece from hummingbird observations.  Todays post is about how some hummers can um......"mix" at a party.  I don't think they throw keys in the bowls like I've seen people do in the movies, but they do um...."cross lines".  Which can make the birder raise an eyebrow and wonder what it is they really are looking at!  This has happened several times to me over the past photo shoots.
And it is quite frustrating because it's already difficult at times distinguishing females and juveniles in the mix.  When there are hundreds of them flying around, it's difficult to make um....heads or tails with these birds:)
Mary Jo, from Ash Canyon, had some fun though. In an email to birders, she wrote this brief message, "The COSTA'S/LUCIFER Hybrid ("Costifer") was back. We believe it to be the same one from 3 years ago. There was a new hybrid to add to the list: a probable BLACK-CHINNED/COSTA'S  Hybrid, spotted by Sheri Williamson(hummingbird guru here). His gorget was purple all the way up, and slightly flared out at the sides."  So the Costa's are the party birds:)  I told Mary Jo that she should copyright her hybrid names...."Costifer" and "Costachin". 
Many of these birds you see today are juveniles.  I like the shots enough that I couldn't let them go to waste. 
It isn't uncommon for this to happen as it occurs with many other animals/birds around the world.  If you have cats, just look at the diversity we have with this population.  Did you know a Bobcat and house cat can make a "Pixie Bob"?  It's true.  I had one years ago.  He was a big boy and smart as a whip and loved to play fetch.
So if you see a hummingbird and raise an eyebrow wondering what you're looking at, it's okay.  I've done it often.  We're getting close to the end of the Chuparosa Challenge for the year.
I have some surprises coming up from this hummingbird challenge and there's only two more left to go. We'll have to wait until next year again for the rest unless I disappear to Mexico over the next several months.  More tomorrow...


Thursday, September 27, 2012

Sulphur Butterflies

The softer side of our desert is quite lovely. During the time of this shoot, Sulphur butterflies owned the airwaves:)
Attracted to Salvia, these butterflies floated from one flower to the next.
Fragile.  Soft.
Really....just perfection.
"We are like butterflies who flutter for a day and think it is forever." ~Carl Sagan

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Ash Canyon

This year has been the year of exploration in the Huachuca mountains.  They say your first two years of birding are the most exciting and this has only been my first year really attempting to bird.  But to be honest, I don't just bird.  Do any of us really?  If there's a cool shot, don't we always try to take it? Todays focus is on the beautiful Ash Canyon outside of Sierra Vista.  At the entrance to this gravel road, we were greeted by lots of deer. 
At Mary Jo's garden, you'll find lots of hummers gracing her wildflowers.
Or see the Acorn Woodpeckers eyeing up all the food she provides on her property.
Lots of territorial disputes.  The hummers have a hard time sharing:)
But no one seems to notice the Nuthatch going up and down and upside down around the mesquite.  This bird makes me smile.  Clever!
There are many canyons in the Huachuca Mountains.  I've only been to 4 of them.  Each unique and exciting AND full of different critters.  Ash Canyon is brighter and sunnier so wear a cap, sunscreen, and have some good hiking boots.  There is so much more to explore!