Of all backyard bird sounds, perhaps the least musical is the song of the Common Grackle. Check out this funny video of males giving their raspy squeaks as they lean forward and puff out their feathers …READ MORE
Enjoy this brief video of a snoring Pickerel Frog, that I made way back in 2009 when I first started dabbling in nature videography. Not bad, considering …READ MORE
In this lovely video, I’ve brought together my favorite clips of Bloodroot in an attempt to convey the luminous quality of the flowers, informed by the depth of my personal experience of being there, immersed in the bloom and in search of creative expression …READ MORE
Today I got my best underwater video footage of spawning male White Suckers, gathered at the base of a waterfall at the edge of town, excitedly awaiting the arrival of receptive females.READ MORE
The Ruby-crowned Kinglet … a tiny avian jewel with a scarlet patch on its crown … is one of my favorite birds, primarily because of it’s sprightly cheerful song, a series of very high notes followed by a rambling jumble and ending with a silly-sounding chant …READ MORE
Tonight I used my hydrophones to record underwater sounds of Spring Peepers in our backyard pond. To my complete surprise, there was quite a bit more going on than just the peeping of the peepers. which is all I could hear above water. There were loud snoring sounds, and a variety of chucking and stuttering calls. Oh my gosh … the underwater calls of Pickerel Frogs!READ MORE
This morning, at the break of dawn, I recorded the croaks and yelps of a family of Common Ravens, nesting in a dense spruce stand at the edge of my yard …READ MORE
It’s mid-April and the woodpeckers are drumming like crazy. This morning, I headed to a nearby natural area at dawn and soon captured a nice video of a Downy Woodpecker, drumming from near the top of a dead snag …READ MORE
Once again the robins sing,
A hint of snow still on the bough.
Treetops all around me ring …
With gratefulness, I hear them now.
On a cold, snowy March morning, I videotaped a Wilson’s Snipe feeding along the edge of a small farm pond. I was mesmerized by his bobbing motion, as he poked his long bill into the mud in search of food …READ MORE