Wrap your ears around this splendid recording: a lone Hermit Thrush, calling and singing at dusk against a backdrop of spring peepers. I made this recording in the Adirondack Mountains of upstate New York. How exciting to witness the awe-inspiring transition from dusk into the darkened night …
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Searching my collection for unused soundscapes, I came across this jewel: a lone American Robin singing at dusk with spring peepers chorusing in the background. This is a zen-infused recording, a simple yet profoundly moving soundscape that is at once relaxing and sublime …
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We are born into a magical world of sensory delight, our beings naturally tuned to our surroundings. We are part of nature, our senses connecting us to the whole like an umbilical cord, allowing us to commune with and be nurtured by the source from which we have sprung …
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As temperatures plummet here in upstate New York, I cannot help but dream of spring. Yesterday I stumbled upon a dawn chorus from May 31 in 2013, recorded at a beaver pond not far from where I live. When I listened to it, I was struck by its inherent beauty, by the sweetly balanced mix of frog and bird sounds as dawn unfolds …
READ MORELang ElliottThe Music of Nature Welcome Friends! My name is Lang Elliott and I am a nature sound recordist, cinematographer,...
READ MOREOver the last twenty-five years, I have given many dozens of presentations, most focusing on the songs and calls of birds, frogs...
READ MORELicensing Media I have a growing collection of superb high definition nature video clips (including some 4K), along with a world...
READ MOREFields of Expertise: My work life focuses on nature … I may be variously described as a naturalist, author, speaker, poet,...
READ MOREPublication List Below is a sampling of my published materials, including books-with-CDs and related audio guides and apps. See...
READ MOREBorn in 1948 in a small midwestern town, I was a nature child from the beginning. I loved to roam the fields and forests around...
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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 …
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