Nature Highlights of 2015

Looking back over my photos from 2015 I realized what a nature filled year it was for me. Sometimes when I get lost in the daily routine and only manage a short time outside I forget how much I’ve seen over the year. Looking at my photos is a great reminder of how many places I visited and how many things I saw. Here are some of the highlights of 2015, with links to photo albums.

Olympic Peninsula


In January we made an overnight trip to the Olympic Peninsula where we drove along Hood Canal to Port Townsend. We also visited Port Angeles, Dungeness and Marrowstone Island. It was beautiful in the winter with perfectly photogenic fog over the harbors and in the forests.

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Glacier National Park


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5 Favorite Backyard Habitat Photos of 2014

When I sat down to write the previous post, 5 Favorite Washington Nature Photos of 2014, I nearly had an anxiety attack trying to pick only a few photos. Instead of putting myself through that, I decided to do a series of three posts and today I’m sharing my 5 favorite photographs I took in my very own yard. When we moved in, the yard consisted of a maple tree, lilac, forsythia and a few odd rhododendrons. The backyard was nearly all lawn. Over the last two years we’ve dug and planted and while it’s still relatively small, the habitat is growing slowly but surely. We’ve been rewarded by this effort and continue to add more plants and improve our back and front yard habitats. We recently put up our first bird feeder here (fear of attracting rats prevented us before) and were rewarded almost immediately with…

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5 Favorite Washington Nature Photos of 2014

This past year I’ve been lucky to have a lot of great nature experiences and fortunately, had my camera along for a lot of them. Exploring the Pacific Northwest is a never-ending adventure because there is such a diverse amount of habitats and wildlife to see and experience. I’ve ventured into the mountains, into wetlands, across the Sound and onto islands, not to mention all the places in the city, just this year alone. Here are some of my favorite shots I’ve captured from a variety of places in Washington, and why I consider each to be a memorable photo.

The Emerging Dragonfly


I’ve spent a lot of time the last few years watching and photographing dragonflies in wetlands in and around Seattle, even learning to identify many species. Despite this, I’ve never been in the right place at the right time to…

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Poem of the Week:: The Withering of the Boughs

Poem of the Week is a new feature at The Metropolitan Field Guide which will offer one of my photographs along with a poem or a quote relating to some aspect of natural history. The following poem is from one of my favorite poets, William Butler Yeats.


The Withering of the Boughs

William Butler Yeats

I cried when the moon was mutmuring to the birds:
‘Let peewit call and curlew cry where they will,
I long for your merry and tender and pitiful words,
For the roads are unending, and there is no place to my mind.’
The honey-pale moon lay low on the sleepy hill,
And I fell asleep upon lonely Echtge of streams.

No boughs have withered because of the wintry wind;
The boughs have withered because I have told them my dreams.

I know of the leafy paths that the witches take
Who come with their crowns of pearl and their spindles of wool,
And their secret smile, out…

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Poem of the Week: Insects

Poem of the Week is a new feature at The Metropolitan Field Guide which will offer one of my photographs along with a poem or a quote relating to some aspect of natural history. For the inaugural edition, this is a poem by John Clare, an English poet from the 1800’s who was known at the time as  “the Northamptonshire Peasant Poet” although he felt he didn’t belong among the peasants.



These tiny loiterers on the barley’s beard,
And happy units of a numerous herd
Of playfellows, the laughing Summer brings,
Mocking the sunshine on their glittering wings,
How merrily they creep, and run, and fly!
No kin they bear to labour’s drudgery,
Smoothing the velvet of the pale hedge-rose;
And where they fly for dinner no one knows –
The dew-drops feed them not – they love the shine
Of noon, whose suns may bring them golden wine
All day they’re playing in their Sunday dress –

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