“Would it really happen?” I kept asking myself. “Will I know it if I see it?” They said it would not be particularly dramatic if it happens – our latitude is too low; it would only be a glow on the horizon.
“Would it really happen?” I kept asking myself. “Will I know it if I see it?” They said it would not be particularly dramatic if it happens – our latitude is too low; it would only be a glow on the horizon.
Sandwiched among other useful guidebooks to the flora and fauna of the area was found a copy of The Swift Guide to the Butterflies of Mexico and Central America.
In my sparsely butterfly populated corner of Northwest Oregon, a fleeting glimpse of large black and white lepidopteran wings immediately brings one name to mind – but not always the right one.
As the previous images of the Sauvie Island nesting Ospreys that I recorded with my DSLR camera were less than satisfactory, I brought my Swarovski digiscoping rig to the site on my next visit.