Author Archives: Chet Gottfried
A great egret in flight
Whereas a green heron in flight is aerodynamically superb, a great egret in flight is something else: extra long feathers, neck, legs, and toes. But however strange, in flight a great egret is remarkably graceful, beauty on wing.
A green heron in flight
While I continue to fall further and further behind everything that I want to do, I thought a simple yet visually pleasing post would do well: a green heron in flight.
A barred owl release
On May 19, 2023, I photographed the release of a barred owl, who I nicknamed Bob (or, if you prefer to be more formal, Robert). The release for Centre Wildlife Care was carried out by Faith and her husband Tony. … Continue reading
A Green Heron
Typically, in early spring, the local green heron (unless there is more than one, which is very possible) and I play a simple game by the Toftrees pond. As soon as I see it, the heron flies away, generally low … Continue reading
Apple Blossoms
In continuing with spring blossoms, the next four photos are from a somewhat nearby apple tree in the Toftrees game land, my favorite strolling place since it is, more or less, right next door to where I live.
Dogwood Blossoms
Dogwood blossoms are unique, which is another way of saying that they’re easy to identify. The blossoms are also beautiful. I took the first two photos after a walk in the game land (the tree is close to my front … Continue reading
Spring Blossoms
I’ve been rather quiet of late if for good reason, and I had intended to remain quiet for a while longer while I recover my strength, but there is something about spring blossom photos that enliven the soul. The following … Continue reading
A bald eagle release
The previous Sunday, on January 15, I participated (as a photographer) in the release of a young bald eagle, born in the previous year. Robyn Graboski, the director of Centre Wildlife Care, was responsible for rehabbing the eagle so that … Continue reading
A Sunday walk in the game land
The morning was overcast but dry, and whereas the previous week I had no photos, this Sunday made up for that.
A sign of spring?
Where I grew up – in New York State – robins (that is, the American robin, which is a thrush) were considered to be the first sign of spring. In central Pennsylvania, “spring” alerts are somewhat different.
