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Saturday, July 31, 2021

Photo By Beth Young

Today’s Photo Of The Day is “Poppies and White Flower Bokeh” by Beth Young. Location: Calaveras County, California.

“Last year, when the pandemic hit like a freight train, I turned to more macro and local intimate scenes like many other photographers,” explains young. “My husband thoughtfully bought me a proper macro lens that was on my wishlist for years, and this spring, I’ve been thoroughly enjoying putting into practice what I’ve learned during shelter in place from online classes by Kathleen Clemons and Sara Marino—two masters of macro botanical photography in my opinion! Even though the world is slowly opening back up again, my perspective will always be in tune with the tiny macro world at my feet, a silver lining of this past year.”

Canon EOS 5D Mark IV, EF 100mm f/2.8L Macro. Exposure: 1/8000 sec., f/3.5, ISO 800.

See more of Beth Young’s photography at www.optimalfocusphotography.com.

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Friday, July 30, 2021

Photo By Robert Henderson

Today’s Photo Of The Day is “Fork-Tailed Drongo in a Forked Branch” by Robert Henderson. Location: Ruaha National Park, Tanzania.

“The fork-tailed drongo is one of the most intelligent birds of the Serengetti. They are able to mimic many calls. They will sometimes mimic the danger calls of other animals to get them to desert a tasty bug or lizard they were just about to eat. I took the image with a Canon 7D Mark II with a Canon EF 100 – 400mm f/4.5-5.6 IS II USM lens. 1/500 sec., f/5.6, ISO 200, 400mm.

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Thursday, July 29, 2021

Photo By Sandra Rust

Today’s Photo Of The Day is “Cedar Waxwing Eating a Crabapple Blossom” by Sandra Rust. Location: Joliet, Illinois.

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Wednesday, July 28, 2021

Congratulations to David Shield for winning the recent Shooting a Concept assignment with the image, “Throne of Dreams.” See more of David Shield’s photography at www.davidshieldphotography.com.

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Photo By Gene Putney

Today’s Photo Of The Day is “Waiting” by Gene Putney. Location: Yellowstone National Park, Wyoming.

“On a May afternoon, I had the opportunity to photograph this American black bear sow with three cubs,” explains Putney. “The mother was on the move, and this particular cub stayed close, but the other two were more adventurous and lagging behind. I captured this image as the mother and cub stopped and looked back as they waited for the other two to catch up.”

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Panoramic image above R Lazy S ranch in Jackson Hole, Wyoming.

In the springtime, R Lazy S ranch and surrounding Jackson Hole valley erupt in multiple tones of vibrant green.

The sliding glass door in my parents’ room began to rattle, bowing and flexing inward toward their bed. Champ, their elderly Australian Shepard and lover of all animals, let out an uncharacteristic growl that turned into a whimper as the window above her continued to bend and shake. My dad awoke and sleepily clicked on the porch light, which exposed the silhouette of an enormous standing bear, his face and paws pressed up against the window, which was putting forth a valiant effort of defending the house from outside invaders.

Windows and doors, however, only succeed when they are closed, and it was at that moment that my parents looked at each other, wide-eyed, remembering they had left every window in the living room open to help cool down the house on this warm summer evening. Racing into the hallway and past my bedroom, where I slept peacefully and oblivious to the drama, they began hurriedly shutting the windows before the furry prowler realized what opportunities awaited him on the other side of the house. On the last window, the crank handle snapped off entirely, sending my dad on a frantic hunt for a screwdriver. Finally, just as he successfully forced the window shut, my mom tapped on his shoulder and whispered for him to look up. Out of the darkness, two beady eyes materialized as the great bear stood up and pressed his nose up against the glass.

I later awoke—unaware of what had happened in the night—to my parents sitting quietly in the kitchen, staring outside, their eyes dark and puffy. As my sleepy vision began to focus, I realized why they were so tired. Every pane of glass bore large, smudgy bear prints from where a visitor had tried repeatedly to break in. “I think you’re going to be late to school today,” said my mom as she poured herself another glass of tea and pointed outside, where the large bear, worn out from his evening exploits, sat lazily munching on hawthorn berries between the front door and our car.

Just another morning on the ranch.

Photo of a building during winter at R Lazy S ranch.

Winter on the ranch is a different world. The people are gone, and the animals move silently and softly. Our horses go to the desert a few hours away, and the barn sits under the snow, waiting for their spring return.

Growing up on a ranch in Jackson Hole was an experience like no other.  Everything revolved around the outdoors, and dinnertime conversations were rarely guided by the activities of the day but instead by the animals we had encountered. A walk around the ranch was like stepping into a safari where an incredible population of wildlife could be found without an arduous search. Whether it was seeing a herd of 300 elk thunder across the Snake River, hearing the eerie call of a wolf echo through the November fog or watching fox kits emerge for their first spring from beneath the barn porch, animals were part of my daily experience, and interactions with them were as commonplace as getting up in the morning or eating a meal.

While living in a place surrounded by natural wonders and visited by millions of people each year was an incredible experience, the reoccurring wonders occasionally dissolved into the routine of everyday life, and it wouldn’t be until years later that photography helped me rediscover and reconnect with the uniqueness of my home.

R Lazy S

Bull elk at R Lazy S ranch.

A bull elk stands among vibrant fall foliage in my parents’ front yard. He had just finished chasing a harem of females and briefly strutted against some incredible color as the sun set behind him.

Resting at the northern end of Jackson Hole, Wyoming, the R Lazy S ranch is situated in an oasis of lush aspen groves, cottonwood stands and sagebrush flats bordered by the Snake River to the east, the Teton Range to the west and Grand Teton National Park to the north. All that separates us from the national park is a buckrail fence. This inanimate boundary holds no conviction to the herds of elk, deer, moose and occasional bison that migrate over, under and through it each season. The territory has no border, and to the animals, our ranch is part of a seamless ecosystem that begins near the town of Jackson and stretches all the way through Yellowstone National Park nearly 50 miles to the north.

The ranch currently operates as a guest ranch and maintains a tradition of inviting visitors to experience the “wild west” in a fashion that has remained unchanged for nearly 80 years and predates my family’s involvement. My great grandparents first visited Jackson in the 1940s during the heyday of western Americana, when people flocked to Wyoming in search of the idyllic cowboy culture that was portrayed in Hollywood movies and amongst the pages of Owen Wister’s The Virginian. At that time, the R Lazy S operated in Grand Teton National Park, about 10 miles north of its current home.

Photo of birds in sunrise fog on the Snake River in Wyoming.

One of my favorite places on the ranch is the banks along the Snake River just at sunrise. Before the sun has come up, it is as if the world is on pause. Animals stay quiet, everything is still, and the air is crisp. But the moment the sun peeks over the Gros Ventre Range to the east, everything changes, and the day quickly unfolds as geese take flight and herds of animals march across the quickly flowing water.

In the late 1950s, a large tract of pristine land along the Snake River was slotted to become one of the first large residential subdivisions in rural Jackson, a prospect that horrified my family, who couldn’t conceive how such a wild and beautiful place could be built upon. Without much of a plan, my great grandparents purchased the property for the sole purpose of preserving it. Thirty years later, in 1972, the original R Lazy S Ranch closed its operations and all the structures were picked up, moved and reopened by my grandparents on our property. The ranch was shortly thereafter established as the first private conservation easement in Jackson Hole, which would forever protect it from future development.

Conservation became an ethos on the ranch and for those of us who grew up there—both my family members as well as the families who visit every summer as dudes and have come to consider our ranch a second home. Being stewards of the land was not a conscious decision but rather an ingrained lifestyle.

Flat Creek begins high in the Teton Mountains before flowing down Granite Canyon and eventually into the ranch. As a kid, I would often innertube down the creek, floating next to baby moose out for an afternoon swim.

Today, the R Lazy S continues to invite visitors from around the world each summer to ride horses, experience the cowboy lifestyle and connect with nature. At its center lie historic log cabins nestled in the willows, a dining lodge placed amongst a sea of yellow dandelions and the barn, which provides a home to nearly 100 horses, including several mustangs that grew up wild in Wyoming’s deserts to the south. While the buildings, guests and horses may compose the beating heart of the ranch, its soul is manifested through an intricate relationship with nature and wildlife.

Reconnecting With My Home

I have worked professionally as a photographer, writer and archaeologist for the past 15 years. This suite of careers has taken me to over 40 countries and introduced me to an exhilarating and adventurous lifestyle that I would have never dreamt to be possible. I’ve dived on shipwrecks in the Black Sea, spent months hunting for prehistoric villages in Wyoming’s wilderness, photographed orangutans in Sumatra and ventured amongst remote pyramids in the Sudan. While my education and development as a photographer and scientist have been incredibly influential on my life, the majority of it has occurred away from my home.

Image of horned owl at R Lazy S ranch.

Most springs, a pair of great horned owls return to the ranch to build a nest and raise their young. Last year, this happened right outside our bedroom window. The mother, pictured here, would guide her young to wait in our front yard while she caught a gopher and then flew to the roof above our window with the hope of coaxing them to fly up and dine with her. After weeks of squawking, banging and plenty of flapping, the young owlets finally got the hang of it.

Before returning in 2014, I spent nearly eight years away from Wyoming, except for the occasional holiday visit or archaeological field excursion squeezed in between semesters at graduate school or work assignments. During those years growing as a photographer and scientist, I learned to take an interrogative approach to life—identifying, analyzing and connecting details to craft stories that could be explored through images. This was an outlook that had guided me around the globe, but one I had never fully experienced at home.

After moving back to Jackson, I took strolls around the ranch much as I had always done, but this time with a camera in hand. By seeking out animals and vistas to photograph, I explored the ranch with a fresh perspective and began to observe things about my home that I had overlooked in the past. As a result, I was granted access to small and amazing worlds that had always been there but were previously shrouded by familiarity, a powerful cloak that can subdue even the most vibrant details if not shaken free from time to time.

Image of a female ruffed grouse.

Each year, we have a female ruffed grouse who raises a train of chicks in our driveway flowerbed. We’ll hear their chirping and fluttering once they are a few weeks old and become brave enough to explore the yard. On one particular evening, we returned home to find the mom and her babies all over a hawthorn tree eating berries.

A few years ago, I got word from a family friend who lives on the ranch that she had spotted a baby coyote playing in the sagebrush near her cabin. I had seen coyote pups before, but as a photographer, I was now interested in more detailed questions about their lives that wouldn’t have previously occurred to me. How did they interact with their mom? Did the pups have different personalities? How would their relationship with one another change throughout the summer? Rather than simply being aware of and enjoying animals on the ranch, I found myself becoming more attached and invested by wanting to document their lives and wellbeing.

When I arrived, I found not just one but six coyote pups frolicking and wrestling on a patch of dirt near one of our horse pastures. Not wanting to disturb them, I set up my telephoto lens and began to take pictures of the puppy playtime unfolding in the distance. What happened next, though, caught me by complete surprise. I heard a noise to my left and looked over to see an adult female coyote, the mother of the pups, lounging lazily in the grass only 30 feet away from me. I immediately recognized her by the distinct coloring of fur on her neck as the same coyote who would frequently mouse in our front yard unperturbed, even while we worked or sat outside. I knew her, and I believe that she recognized me as she laid down to continue lounging, entirely carefree, while her puppies pounced on each other nearby.

Coyote pups at R Lazy S ranch.

This was the first portrait I captured during my initial encounter with the coyote family near my house. The one on the right with the frown became comfortable and curious with my presence and would trot to greet me each time I visited their home. These two still live on the ranch today and frequently mouse at the far end of our backyard.

As she watched, the youngest and smallest of the pups, a male with an animated frown, trotted up to my tripod, yipped and ran back to play with his siblings. I realized at that moment that I had been granted permission to observe and photograph this family. I returned several times throughout the rest of the summer to continue documenting my newfound neighbors. On each occasion, the curious pup with the frown, just a little bit older and just a hair bigger, would run to greet me on the trail before trotting back to join his family.

Since the summer of the coyotes, I have had a few other opportunities to watch and photograph intimate stories of animals on the ranch. I watched as a great horned owl learned to hunt near (and occasionally on top of) our house. I photographed groups of young elk taking their first steps in the back pasture, and I documented a family of six long-eared owls who would gather around the bathroom window each morning to watch ranch guests shower and shriek in surprise. On each of these special occasions, just by looking through the viewfinder, I found myself wondering and learning new things about animals I had always thought I understood. I have long believed that a camera and an idea can offer the freedom to experience a familiar place as if visiting for the very first time. By heading out to explore my childhood home and document stories that had always been there but sometimes went unnoticed, I discovered that this mindset couldn’t be truer.

Something Worth Saving

Places, just like people or animals, have lives that can be observed and experienced. They grow, change and foster relationships with each other and the environment. Places also have emotions, but you have to look long and hard before being granted a glimpse into their personalities. Returning to my home as a photographer allowed me a special opportunity to reconnect with a place I loved and appreciated and to see it under a new light. Conservation was always an underlying part of my life, but I became more aware and attached to the concept as I began to watch and photograph the animated lives of the many animals here. They were no longer just actors who moved and grazed stoically across the field but instead were integral characters in a complex story that involved my own life as much as theirs.

Over the past decade or so, we have noticed an increase in the number of animals who migrate through the ranch during the change of seasons. Elk sometimes number in the hundreds, and higher numbers of moose, deer and occasional carnivores like wolves or mountain lions also move through each year. While this is a wonderful spectacle for those who live at or visit the ranch, it is not exactly how it should be. Jackson Hole is growing, and with that change has come a decrease in the amount of accessible land throughout the valley.

Every spring and fall, hundreds of elk pass through the ranch on their annual migrations. Once here, they often spend several weeks settling down, having babies or participating in the dramatic fall rut. One morning, I was woken up by a racket and found two juvenile elk sparring in the field beyond our bedroom window. They would rear up, box and then playfully bounce and chase each other through the trees.

As houses replace quiet aspen groves and golf courses busy once-open fields, animals are becoming drawn to places that still feel wild. My great grandparents started a legacy, and I am honored, along with the help of my family, to continue their dream of conserving the natural wonder we are able to call home. A few nights ago, in the midst of writing this, I looked up and noticed two adult coyotes mousing just on the other side of the fence. As they trotted past the window, I smiled as I thought I saw a distinct frown on the smaller one in the back. I don’t know what life will be like for the coyote family, or what antics the young elk will get up to this spring, but I am excited to find out, and will eagerly await with camera in hand to see what story next unfolds on tomorrow’s walk around the ranch. 


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Panoramic image above R Lazy S ranch in Jackson Hole, Wyoming.

In the springtime, R Lazy S ranch and surrounding Jackson Hole valley erupt in multiple tones of vibrant green.

The sliding glass door in my parents’ room began to rattle, bowing and flexing inward toward their bed. Champ, their elderly Australian Shepard and lover of all animals, let out an uncharacteristic growl that turned into a whimper as the window above her continued to bend and shake. My dad awoke and sleepily clicked on the porch light, which exposed the silhouette of an enormous standing bear, his face and paws pressed up against the window, which was putting forth a valiant effort of defending the house from outside invaders.

Windows and doors, however, only succeed when they are closed, and it was at that moment that my parents looked at each other, wide-eyed, remembering they had left every window in the living room open to help cool down the house on this warm summer evening. Racing into the hallway and past my bedroom, where I slept peacefully and oblivious to the drama, they began hurriedly shutting the windows before the furry prowler realized what opportunities awaited him on the other side of the house. On the last window, the crank handle snapped off entirely, sending my dad on a frantic hunt for a screwdriver. Finally, just as he successfully forced the window shut, my mom tapped on his shoulder and whispered for him to look up. Out of the darkness, two beady eyes materialized as the great bear stood up and pressed his nose up against the glass.

I later awoke—unaware of what had happened in the night—to my parents sitting quietly in the kitchen, staring outside, their eyes dark and puffy. As my sleepy vision began to focus, I realized why they were so tired. Every pane of glass bore large, smudgy bear prints from where a visitor had tried repeatedly to break in. “I think you’re going to be late to school today,” said my mom as she poured herself another glass of tea and pointed outside, where the large bear, worn out from his evening exploits, sat lazily munching on hawthorn berries between the front door and our car.

Just another morning on the ranch.

Photo of a building during winter at R Lazy S ranch.

Winter on the ranch is a different world. The people are gone, and the animals move silently and softly. Our horses go to the desert a few hours away, and the barn sits under the snow, waiting for their spring return.

Growing up on a ranch in Jackson Hole was an experience like no other.  Everything revolved around the outdoors, and dinnertime conversations were rarely guided by the activities of the day but instead by the animals we had encountered. A walk around the ranch was like stepping into a safari where an incredible population of wildlife could be found without an arduous search. Whether it was seeing a herd of 300 elk thunder across the Snake River, hearing the eerie call of a wolf echo through the November fog or watching fox kits emerge for their first spring from beneath the barn porch, animals were part of my daily experience, and interactions with them were as commonplace as getting up in the morning or eating a meal.

While living in a place surrounded by natural wonders and visited by millions of people each year was an incredible experience, the reoccurring wonders occasionally dissolved into the routine of everyday life, and it wouldn’t be until years later that photography helped me rediscover and reconnect with the uniqueness of my home.

R Lazy S

Bull elk at R Lazy S ranch.

A bull elk stands among vibrant fall foliage in my parents’ front yard. He had just finished chasing a harem of females and briefly strutted against some incredible color as the sun set behind him.

Resting at the northern end of Jackson Hole, Wyoming, the R Lazy S ranch is situated in an oasis of lush aspen groves, cottonwood stands and sagebrush flats bordered by the Snake River to the east, the Teton Range to the west and Grand Teton National Park to the north. All that separates us from the national park is a buckrail fence. This inanimate boundary holds no conviction to the herds of elk, deer, moose and occasional bison that migrate over, under and through it each season. The territory has no border, and to the animals, our ranch is part of a seamless ecosystem that begins near the town of Jackson and stretches all the way through Yellowstone National Park nearly 50 miles to the north.

The ranch currently operates as a guest ranch and maintains a tradition of inviting visitors to experience the “wild west” in a fashion that has remained unchanged for nearly 80 years and predates my family’s involvement. My great grandparents first visited Jackson in the 1940s during the heyday of western Americana, when people flocked to Wyoming in search of the idyllic cowboy culture that was portrayed in Hollywood movies and amongst the pages of Owen Wister’s The Virginian. At that time, the R Lazy S operated in Grand Teton National Park, about 10 miles north of its current home.

Photo of birds in sunrise fog on the Snake River in Wyoming.

One of my favorite places on the ranch is the banks along the Snake River just at sunrise. Before the sun has come up, it is as if the world is on pause. Animals stay quiet, everything is still, and the air is crisp. But the moment the sun peeks over the Gros Ventre Range to the east, everything changes, and the day quickly unfolds as geese take flight and herds of animals march across the quickly flowing water.

In the late 1950s, a large tract of pristine land along the Snake River was slotted to become one of the first large residential subdivisions in rural Jackson, a prospect that horrified my family, who couldn’t conceive how such a wild and beautiful place could be built upon. Without much of a plan, my great grandparents purchased the property for the sole purpose of preserving it. Thirty years later, in 1972, the original R Lazy S Ranch closed its operations and all the structures were picked up, moved and reopened by my grandparents on our property. The ranch was shortly thereafter established as the first private conservation easement in Jackson Hole, which would forever protect it from future development.

Conservation became an ethos on the ranch and for those of us who grew up there—both my family members as well as the families who visit every summer as dudes and have come to consider our ranch a second home. Being stewards of the land was not a conscious decision but rather an ingrained lifestyle.

Flat Creek begins high in the Teton Mountains before flowing down Granite Canyon and eventually into the ranch. As a kid, I would often innertube down the creek, floating next to baby moose out for an afternoon swim.

Today, the R Lazy S continues to invite visitors from around the world each summer to ride horses, experience the cowboy lifestyle and connect with nature. At its center lie historic log cabins nestled in the willows, a dining lodge placed amongst a sea of yellow dandelions and the barn, which provides a home to nearly 100 horses, including several mustangs that grew up wild in Wyoming’s deserts to the south. While the buildings, guests and horses may compose the beating heart of the ranch, its soul is manifested through an intricate relationship with nature and wildlife.

Reconnecting With My Home

I have worked professionally as a photographer, writer and archaeologist for the past 15 years. This suite of careers has taken me to over 40 countries and introduced me to an exhilarating and adventurous lifestyle that I would have never dreamt to be possible. I’ve dived on shipwrecks in the Black Sea, spent months hunting for prehistoric villages in Wyoming’s wilderness, photographed orangutans in Sumatra and ventured amongst remote pyramids in the Sudan. While my education and development as a photographer and scientist have been incredibly influential on my life, the majority of it has occurred away from my home.

Image of horned owl at R Lazy S ranch.

Most springs, a pair of great horned owls return to the ranch to build a nest and raise their young. Last year, this happened right outside our bedroom window. The mother, pictured here, would guide her young to wait in our front yard while she caught a gopher and then flew to the roof above our window with the hope of coaxing them to fly up and dine with her. After weeks of squawking, banging and plenty of flapping, the young owlets finally got the hang of it.

Before returning in 2014, I spent nearly eight years away from Wyoming, except for the occasional holiday visit or archaeological field excursion squeezed in between semesters at graduate school or work assignments. During those years growing as a photographer and scientist, I learned to take an interrogative approach to life—identifying, analyzing and connecting details to craft stories that could be explored through images. This was an outlook that had guided me around the globe, but one I had never fully experienced at home.

After moving back to Jackson, I took strolls around the ranch much as I had always done, but this time with a camera in hand. By seeking out animals and vistas to photograph, I explored the ranch with a fresh perspective and began to observe things about my home that I had overlooked in the past. As a result, I was granted access to small and amazing worlds that had always been there but were previously shrouded by familiarity, a powerful cloak that can subdue even the most vibrant details if not shaken free from time to time.

Image of a female ruffed grouse.

Each year, we have a female ruffed grouse who raises a train of chicks in our driveway flowerbed. We’ll hear their chirping and fluttering once they are a few weeks old and become brave enough to explore the yard. On one particular evening, we returned home to find the mom and her babies all over a hawthorn tree eating berries.

A few years ago, I got word from a family friend who lives on the ranch that she had spotted a baby coyote playing in the sagebrush near her cabin. I had seen coyote pups before, but as a photographer, I was now interested in more detailed questions about their lives that wouldn’t have previously occurred to me. How did they interact with their mom? Did the pups have different personalities? How would their relationship with one another change throughout the summer? Rather than simply being aware of and enjoying animals on the ranch, I found myself becoming more attached and invested by wanting to document their lives and wellbeing.

When I arrived, I found not just one but six coyote pups frolicking and wrestling on a patch of dirt near one of our horse pastures. Not wanting to disturb them, I set up my telephoto lens and began to take pictures of the puppy playtime unfolding in the distance. What happened next, though, caught me by complete surprise. I heard a noise to my left and looked over to see an adult female coyote, the mother of the pups, lounging lazily in the grass only 30 feet away from me. I immediately recognized her by the distinct coloring of fur on her neck as the same coyote who would frequently mouse in our front yard unperturbed, even while we worked or sat outside. I knew her, and I believe that she recognized me as she laid down to continue lounging, entirely carefree, while her puppies pounced on each other nearby.

Coyote pups at R Lazy S ranch.

This was the first portrait I captured during my initial encounter with the coyote family near my house. The one on the right with the frown became comfortable and curious with my presence and would trot to greet me each time I visited their home. These two still live on the ranch today and frequently mouse at the far end of our backyard.

As she watched, the youngest and smallest of the pups, a male with an animated frown, trotted up to my tripod, yipped and ran back to play with his siblings. I realized at that moment that I had been granted permission to observe and photograph this family. I returned several times throughout the rest of the summer to continue documenting my newfound neighbors. On each occasion, the curious pup with the frown, just a little bit older and just a hair bigger, would run to greet me on the trail before trotting back to join his family.

Since the summer of the coyotes, I have had a few other opportunities to watch and photograph intimate stories of animals on the ranch. I watched as a great horned owl learned to hunt near (and occasionally on top of) our house. I photographed groups of young elk taking their first steps in the back pasture, and I documented a family of six long-eared owls who would gather around the bathroom window each morning to watch ranch guests shower and shriek in surprise. On each of these special occasions, just by looking through the viewfinder, I found myself wondering and learning new things about animals I had always thought I understood. I have long believed that a camera and an idea can offer the freedom to experience a familiar place as if visiting for the very first time. By heading out to explore my childhood home and document stories that had always been there but sometimes went unnoticed, I discovered that this mindset couldn’t be truer.

Something Worth Saving

Places, just like people or animals, have lives that can be observed and experienced. They grow, change and foster relationships with each other and the environment. Places also have emotions, but you have to look long and hard before being granted a glimpse into their personalities. Returning to my home as a photographer allowed me a special opportunity to reconnect with a place I loved and appreciated and to see it under a new light. Conservation was always an underlying part of my life, but I became more aware and attached to the concept as I began to watch and photograph the animated lives of the many animals here. They were no longer just actors who moved and grazed stoically across the field but instead were integral characters in a complex story that involved my own life as much as theirs.

Over the past decade or so, we have noticed an increase in the number of animals who migrate through the ranch during the change of seasons. Elk sometimes number in the hundreds, and higher numbers of moose, deer and occasional carnivores like wolves or mountain lions also move through each year. While this is a wonderful spectacle for those who live at or visit the ranch, it is not exactly how it should be. Jackson Hole is growing, and with that change has come a decrease in the amount of accessible land throughout the valley.

Every spring and fall, hundreds of elk pass through the ranch on their annual migrations. Once here, they often spend several weeks settling down, having babies or participating in the dramatic fall rut. One morning, I was woken up by a racket and found two juvenile elk sparring in the field beyond our bedroom window. They would rear up, box and then playfully bounce and chase each other through the trees.

As houses replace quiet aspen groves and golf courses busy once-open fields, animals are becoming drawn to places that still feel wild. My great grandparents started a legacy, and I am honored, along with the help of my family, to continue their dream of conserving the natural wonder we are able to call home. A few nights ago, in the midst of writing this, I looked up and noticed two adult coyotes mousing just on the other side of the fence. As they trotted past the window, I smiled as I thought I saw a distinct frown on the smaller one in the back. I don’t know what life will be like for the coyote family, or what antics the young elk will get up to this spring, but I am excited to find out, and will eagerly await with camera in hand to see what story next unfolds on tomorrow’s walk around the ranch. 


See more of Matt Stirn’s photography at mattstirnphoto.com.

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Tuesday, July 27, 2021

Photo By Kris Walkowski

Today’s Photo Of The Day is “El Majestic” by Kris Walkowski. Location: Yosemite National Park, California.

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Monday, July 26, 2021

Photo By Nam Hui Cho

Today’s Photo Of The Day is “The Spirit Undersurface” by Nam Hui Cho.

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In every art form, specific connections can be made between real life and the given medium. A connection is a great way to get an artist fired up to pick up a camera, grab a paintbrush, ignite the welder or head to the studio. Some connections are triggered by thoughts, words, emotions, feelings, an incident that occurs, etc. I often make a connection when a specific word pops into my head and think, “How can I capture that word in a still photograph?” As I walked to the mailbox today, I glanced at each neighbor’s landscaping. Upon seeing a section of yard, immediately the word abstract crossed my mind when I looked more closely at a specific section of each garden. That’s it, the next Tip of the Week topic: abstract images — a connection was made!

Close up of wood with flowers

What can I do with the word abstracts when it comes to photography? Strategies that immediately came to mind are zoom in, isolate, do some macro, find the picture within the picture, create a dreamy effect, get lost in post-processing, etc. As I walked from the mailbox back to my home, I made another connection to some psychology classes I took many years ago. I started to view everything as if it were a giant Rorschach test. I looked past the reality of every subject and tried to think of ways I could portray it to get past its reality.

Reflection of tree in water

The beauty of creating abstract images is it doesn’t matter whether I start with a large subject and extract a small section or begin with a macro subject and get even closer—the goal is the same. Create an image where a piece of the whole is as powerful, if not more so, than an image of the entire subject.

Abstracts can be powerful on many different levels. Some abstract images are easily discernible but still qualify as they’re a deviation from the reality of an obvious overall scene. For instance, if you photograph a reflected mountain in a still lake, since it’s upside down and appears in a body of water, it qualifies as an abstraction of the overall scene. Throw a stone into the water to create ripples to bring it to the next level. Add a soft-focus filter to continue the progression.

It’s fun to watch the faces of people as they view a series of abstract images. When a conversation is initiated, it starts with, “So what do you think this is?” If there’s silence, I can see the wheels turn inside the minds of the viewers as they conjure up their thoughts. This is very powerful as it compels the viewer to study the photograph for a longer period of time and gets them thinking about your work. With a subject that’s easily identifiable, a quick viewing is often all that’s necessary to communicate why an image was made. But with abstract images, it requires an actual thought process to synthesize the subject. The longer a photographer can get someone to view their work, the greater the possibility the photographer’s name will be remembered.

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Sunday, July 25, 2021

Photo By Randy Traynor

Today’s Photo Of The Day is “St. Marks National Wildlife Refuge” by Randy Traynor. Location: St. Marks, Florida.

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Saturday, July 24, 2021

Photo By Kristen Ryan

Today’s Photo Of The Day is “Moody Tetons” by Kristen Ryan. Location: Grand Teton National Park, Wyoming.

“A gorgeous morning in the Tetons becomes stormy within a couple of hours,” explains Ryan. “I loved the way the brighter clouds hung above the Grand as a little sun peeked through from the east.”

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Friday, July 23, 2021

Photo By Kathleen Wasselle Croft

Today’s Photo Of The Day is “Milford Sound Morning” by Kathleen Wasselle Croft. Location: Milford Sound, New Zealand.

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Thursday, July 22, 2021

Photo By Donnell Allen

“Watching these small burrowing owls is entertaining, and photographing them is a fun challenge,” says Donnell Allen. “I sat in my car for over two hours watching and photographing this particular owl flying around hunting bugs and looking for the perfect abandoned prairie dog hole for him and his mate.

“After eating his fill of bugs, he flew in with this mud clod attached to his claws on one foot. He would drop it, pick it back up, fly it to another spot and repeat. It seemed like he was playing with a toy. His expressions were comical, and I couldn’t help laughing out loud as I was shooting. This shot was one of my favorites as he was looking directly at me, daring me to take his picture. Definitely an enjoyable early morning spent photographing an incredible little creature.”

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Canon EOS 5D Mark IV, Tamron SP 150-600mm F/5-6.3 Di VC USD G2 at 600mm. Exposure: 1/2500 sec., Æ’/7.1, ISO 500.

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Photo By Troy Harrison

Today’s Photo Of The Day is “Mirror, Mirror” by Troy Harrison. Location: Ten Thousand Islands National Wildlife Refuge, Southwest Florida.

“A little blue heron and a fan of reed grasses are perfectly reflected in the still morning waters of Ten Thousand Islands National Wildlife Refuge,” describes Harrison.

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Wednesday, July 21, 2021

Congratulations to Harry Lichtman for winning the recent Liquid Landscapes Assignment with the image, “Rundle Awakens.” See more of Lichtman’s photography at www.harrylichtman.com.

View the winning image and a selection of submissions in the gallery below. And be sure to check out our current photography assignment here and enter your best shots!

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Photo By Rebecca Wilks

Today’s Photo Of The Day is “Monumental” by Rebecca Wilks. Location: Monument Valley, Arizona.

“Monument Valley from Hunt’s Mesa,” describes Wilks. “I rarely emphasize the sky there, but this was a special night.”

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The University of California Santa Cruz sits nestled amongst towering redwood trees, flanked by maritime chaparral, oak savannas and coastal wetlands teeming with life. It was here, while falling in love with the rich biodiversity of this place, that I began my career in conservation photography. In the classroom, I studied how animal behavior is shaped by ecology and evolution. Outside the classroom, I spent my days searching for salamanders and photographing habituated deer browsing the manicured bushes of the dorms.

Image of a bobcat at UC Santa Cruz.

An almost fully grown bobcat kitten I named Henry scents the air for his mother, who was hunting gophers just on the other side of the hill in Santa Cruz, California.

The meadows surrounding the school are prime habitat for bobcats, and what began as mere interest quickly became an obsession. Tracking became my college sport. Sunrise would find me searching for signs of Lynx rufus throughout the Great Meadow, determined to outsmart camouflage with observation.

After a few brief glimpses of that elegant, long-legged combination of confidence and nonchalance wandering into the woodland’s edge, I finally met a pair of cats that would give me a generous window into their lives. One day on the way home from school, I spied a female bobcat in a meadow hunting for gophers among the short, green grass. By this time, I had started learning how to read cat behavior. As she hunted, ears perked, eyes focused on a single spot, I was able to approach within 30 yards and saw she was joined by her almost fully grown kitten, who I named Henry.

Henry watched quietly, learning how to listen for gophers, how to leap for the catch and, finally, how to dispatch the prey. My 100-400mm lens shook in my hands as adrenaline free-flowed through my body—a reaction I’ve learned to control with time and experience but which rendered most of my shots of that day unusable. Nevertheless, I returned to the spot every day for the next two weeks.

What a surreal feeling it was, sitting day after day amidst this golden California grassland studded with ancient oaks and bordered by redwood forests, with these two exquisite wildcats napping just 20 feet away. Over two weeks’ time, we became increasingly comfortable with each other; it was the ultimate privilege to be in the presence of something so wild yet to feel like friends. I experienced a connection to an animal in a way I hadn’t before as a silent conversation seemed to unfold in the exchange of looks, signals and body language. I was hooked. Henry was the catalyst that led me to pursue photographing wildcats all around the world.

The Plight Of Small Wildcats

Of the 40 species of wildcat on this planet, 33 of these, including Henry, are considered small cats, and they roam more than three quarters of the world’s terrestrial land mass. Though not nearly as famous as their larger cousins, these small cats have extraordinary stories to tell.

Image of an Iberian lynx.

A male Iberian lynx is backlit by the rising sun as it crosses a pasture in the search of a female during the winter mating season in the Sierra Morena of southern Spain. Iberian lynx are the world’s most endangered species of wildcat.

Fishing cats, for example, are uniquely adapted for a life aquatic, catching slippery fish and frogs with their partially webbed feet and sporting a dense layer of fur that acts as a kind of wetsuit for cold-water pursuits. The critically endangered Iberian lynx, which currently clings to life in the Mediterranean woodlands of southern Spain, is an extremely picky eater, almost exclusively preying on flighty rabbits. Margays walk through the treetops with the greatest of ease, with a baffling adaptation that enables them to vertically descend from trees by rotating their hind feet 180 degrees. The Andean mountain cat survives at extreme high altitudes across the Andes and has almost completely eluded the reach of researchers and photographers for decades. The adorably petite African black-footed cat is one of the deadliest hunters in the world, second only to African wild dogs and boasting an astonishing 60 percent success rate. The enigmatic Borneo Bay Cat, endemic to the tropical forests of Borneo, remains a mystery to us altogether.

Sadly, of these 33 wildcat species, well over half are decreasing in population. Habitat loss and degradation, illegal hunting, the pet trade and decreased availability of prey are all major threats to these felines. To make matters worse, small cats receive just 1 percent of the funding for cat conservation worldwide. And it is precisely the elusive nature of these animals that makes them so difficult to protect. Capturing footage of secretive, highly territorial animals in dense habitats and extreme environments can be next to impossible. Without the photographs of these unknown wildcats, however, it is impossible to generate the necessary awareness and empathy that lead to conservation action.

Challenge accepted.

Wildcat Tracking & Field Ethics

Despite my constant ambition to get the best possible shot, it is important to do so with ethical field tactics in mind, a practice that means always prioritizing the welfare of the animal over anything else. This approach requires patience, following the clues and paying attention to the signs. Scoop up the beauty created by an encounter without disturbing the animal or its environment. It’s commensalism at its finest.

Photographing wildcats: image of a Scottish wildcat.

The Scottish wildcat is one of the closest relatives of our domestic pet cats, so much so that they often hybridize. This individual exemplifies that with its small head (trait of a domestic cat) and the thick tail (wildcat trait). Taken in eastern Scotland.

Putting the animal first means I am never willing to bait or lure animals to get the shot I want, a practice that can easily cause harm when multiple carnivores are attracted to a single food source. Game farms, which raise “captive wildlife” for photography, are definitely out of the question as they exploit predators for pure profits, often providing miserable living conditions.

Fifteen years after that first bobcat experience, I am still honing my approach and methodology through continued observation, practice, study and teaching. I regularly partner with researchers to expand my knowledge of biology, ecology and tracking, and to understand the broader environment in which my subjects thrive. I learn the language of my subjects as best I can and respect the limits they set when out in the field.

Observation is key to photographing any wildlife successfully. Is the animal relaxed? Is it hunting? Is it moving in a continuous direction as it scent-marks its territory, and how will that influence my positioning? If a cat’s ears are pointed toward me, I know it is aware of my presence, even if the rest of its body is facing away from me. If the cat’s ears are down, it is downright angry. I pay close attention for signs of discomfort. Bobcats, for example, will raise their stubby tails when uncomfortable. I’ll stay equally as attuned to the signals I am sending as I am to that of the animals, avoiding any behavior that might indicate I’m a predator. When I take the time to observe an animal, I often find myself in a position where the opportunity to approach will arise. It increases my chances of photographing behavior and often leads to the intimate, close-range shots I was hoping for in the first place.

Of course, shooting rare and elusive subjects like wildcats is not without frustration, failure and disappointment. I have made and continue to make mistakes. A good example of one such mistake happened with a small spotted cat that lives in Argentina.

Image of a Geoffroy's cat.

An old female Geoffroy’s Cat looks at me as I photograph her on the lawn of the ranger station of Argentina’s Iberá Wetlands. She was by far the easiest cat I ever photographed, as she was so used to people growing up around the park offices.

While searching for Geoffroy’s cat in the capybara-ridden Iberá Wetlands, I came across a melanistic sub-adult female. This is a very difficult cat to see, and one with this particular coloration is exceptionally rare. Despite years of experience photographing in the field at this point, I found my composure gave way to overwhelming excitement in the moment, and before I knew it, the cat was gone. My clumsiness and hurried approach were responsible for just a single blurry frame of a black cat running away.

Try long and hard enough, however, and the reward for patience and mindfulness can be profound. It took two very long and hard attempts to capture the Canada lynx. I had traveled to central Manitoba, where bitter temperatures left bones aching and skin raw. My territory: a single, snow-covered 6-mile stretch of backcountry road. My mission: photograph the Canada lynx in its winter habitat.

Six-foot deep snowdrifts made tracking on foot impossible, so my search had to be done from the vehicle. The car was misty with my breath; turning on the heater risked heat waves, distorting any images I might get. For a week, I drove back and forth, back and forth, spending every hour of daylight looking for any sign of the cat: the delicate skulk of movement through the trees; the oversized, snowshoe-like impressions left in the crystal-white snow. After 120 hours of subzero scouting, I was rewarded with a single sighting of a mother and her two kittens sprinting across the road, too fleeting an encounter to capture even a single frame.

If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again. Fourteen months later, I found myself back along that cold, snowy drag, driving back and forth, back and forth. As tracks would appear, I would draw an “x” to mark the spot, looking for repeat visits, directional indications and patterns that could lead me to the prize. One early, moody morning, there was a cool, blue cast across the boreal forest. I spotted a young cub close to the road, sitting just a few feet from its mom and siblings. Straight away, he took an interest in me. I couldn’t repeat the mistakes of Argentina. It was time to be patient, stay locked into my position and observe the kitten’s behavior. It soon relaxed, with its gaze concentrated on faint sounds it would pick up with its tassel-covered ears. It was curious, like all cats, but seemed too lazy to make any actual hunting attempt. For 45 minutes, we sat there together, in a majestic encounter that still raises the hair on my arm. The fleeting glimpse of the family a year earlier was more fortunate than most will ever get, so the opportunity to share so much time with this highly elusive species was immeasurably special.

Image of a Canada lynx wildcat.

At 11 months old, this Canada lynx kitten was bold enough to check me out for a prolonged encounter in Manitoba. In a month’s time, it would disperse and look for its own territory to call home.

Getting The Shot

Though it can be impossible to control or even anticipate how a wild encounter will unfold, planning and intention-setting is a critical part of getting the shots that will have the most impact. In my work, I’m always looking to craft and compose images in a way that drives emotional connection and resonance. I want to give my audience something to hold onto, a way to engage with the animal.

Image of a pampas cat.

This fully grown and adorable pampas cat was photographed in the altiplano of western Bolivia at over 13,000 feet via camera trap.

For example, in my work documenting the Pampas cat, a small cat found throughout South America and typically portrayed as a kind of stocky cat with a broad, unusual face, I wanted to bring to life more of its playfulness and vulnerability. I sought to bring out aspects that felt more reminiscent of a housecat to make this small, mysterious animal more relatable. Cute, as expected, goes a long way in capturing the heart of a narrative.

When considering composition, I generally prefer to focus my story on the individual rather than the species. I find portraiture, head-on composition and eye contact to be excellent ways to capture and portray the personality of an individual cat. Neuroscience research has shown that eye contact between humans activates social areas of the brain, and in my experience, it’s no different between human and creature. It’s the key to connection, empathy, emotion and, ultimately, persuasive storytelling.

My gear when looking for the cats in person is rather straightforward. My 600mm Æ’/4 lens allows me to get portrait photos from a greater distance, while the fast aperture means speedier autofocusing capabilities, especially when in low light. My favorite lens, a 100-400mm Æ’/4-5.6, gives me the flexibility to compose photos of the cats in their environment, telling a more contextual story.

The reality for some of the small wildcats is that they are so elusive, even the biologists who dedicate their lives to studying them often never have a single direct observation of their research subjects. Similarly, as you can imagine, the chances of photographing them can be rather slim. Camera traps are a fantastic solution to this problem. This kind of photography also requires a tremendous amount of planning and thought. First, I have to select the right place, which requires understanding where and how the cat will move through its habitat. Which way will it walk down the trail, for example? There is nothing more frustrating than checking your traps only to find frame after frame of a feline rear-end. Once you get the microhabitat right, you have to set your exposure and lighting for the right time of day.

Image of an ocelot.

An ocelot slinks through the lush and wet rainforest of Panama. Though they are agile climbers, ocelots will often travel on the ground to cover an area faster.

In 2013, I set out to photograph the mysterious Borneo bay cat, of which almost nothing is known. The only photographs that existed of this cat in the wild were low-res research shots. I worked alongside Borneo wildcat researcher Andrew Hearn, who, in four years of studying these animals with over 40 trail cameras continuously deployed across the island, had only captured 22 shots of this species. That equates to getting one bay cat photo every 2,654 days. This cat knows how to be elusive.

Borneo’s jungles are a harsh place. By the end of the trip, I had more than 150 leech bites, a worm that had tunneled through my foot and a graveyard of camera gear destroyed by the humidity. It is so wet there that I found literal, fully formed mushrooms growing out of my clothing.

It took two trips, 10 weeks and 10 different camera traps, but finally we emerged with the first high-resolution image of a Borneo bay cat in the wild. This single photo led to an article that ended up on the front page of Yahoo!, which was seen by millions and caused people to donate tens of thousands of dollars to research and conservation efforts. Photography has the power to showcase these lesser-known cats and to create positive change for these incredible felines.

The Future Of Small Wildcats

Much still remains to be uncovered about these small wildcats, and the opportunity to play even a small role in bringing them to more people’s attention is what drives me each and every day. As I endeavor to show through my work, these cats are nothing short of remarkable, both as individuals and as a highly evolved species, and are integral to the well-being and survival of habitats worldwide.

Image of an Arabian caracal wildcat.

Arabian caracal in the cloud forest of the war-torn country of Yemen. This photo was taken during my first international assignment, taking me to the mostly desert-filled country for three months.

Moreover, there is real conservation potential for these wildcats through ecotourism and photography tourism. In a response to increased demand from amateur and professional photographers alike to get their own images of bobcats, caracals, Iberian lynx, and more, I have launched Cat Expeditions, which offers ethical photography tours around the world to find these lesser-known cats. These trips provide an influx of money into local economies, providing an incentive to locals to protect these species and invest in tourism opportunities rather than shooting or eliminating them. Additionally, a higher volume of images of these cats across social media and other forms of storytelling all contribute to deeper awareness, increased conservation funding and, ultimately, meaningful action.

Thanks to researchers, photographers and conservationists globally, we have made tremendous strides in conservation for larger cat species. But we have much more work to do if we want to ensure the survival of the broader felidae family. As we embark on telling the stories of our wild planet, let us not forget these small but mighty cats.


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