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Here, I caught the male peering out of the nest hole after a delivery. But this individual made my day by lighting on a natural twig in glowing backlight. The perch was exceedingly flimsy in the wind, so the bird had a hard time staying upright. We encountered this little male aggressively patrolling his territory, his beak speckled with pollen. He stopped and perched on a willow branch right in front of us for a few brief seconds—long enough for me to shoot a couple frames. The photo is a sort of special wedding gift for us. This day, I followed this male Common Yellowthroat that was out in the open, calling for a mate.

I used a shallow depth of field to isolate him and create a sense of smallness and fragility. When we turned the last switchback, the snow blanketing the woods reflected just enough light to illuminate this pair of Ural Owls in a tree hollow. They slept through the frigid half hour I spent observing them, only stirring to shuffle in their sleep. To get this shot, I balanced my lens on my knee and braced against a tree so my shivering wouldn't blur the image. I climbed out of my sled, pulled off my bulky mittens, and got as low to the ground as possible. I noticed one straggler hanging back that started jumping to nibble on a tree branch.

I had never heard of this behavior before, and I smiled as my shutter fired away, getting shots of multiple jumps. This image captured the moment best. It dove headfirst into the freezing water again and again in search of food. I waited on the river bank as it moved back and forth across the rocky stream, slowly making its way toward me. I captured this brief moment of the dipper perched on an ice shelf before it plunged into the water once again. On the last evening of the trip, severe wind and dark skies nearly drove me inside. But I decided to remain on the cliffs and was rewarded with an unexpected break in the clouds and an unobstructed view of a backlit, sand-eel-toting puffin hurrying to its burrow.

ISO Story Behind the Shot: I was exhausted and ready to go home after a long, cold morning of birding when I noticed several male Killdeer competing for a female. The group was constantly moving except for one instant when they all lined up perfectly and looked at the camera. I spent another hour taking pictures of the fighting before two finally mated and the rest flew away.

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For weeks I dressed in camouflage from head to toe and made my way to a ledge 60 yards from the nest. I watched the chicks grow and witnessed their first days of flying. In this shot, a male fledgling looks up in hopes of receiving a scrap of food that one of his parents had just delivered to his brother.

Shortly after, he flew up and shared the meal. The little ones often spend their waking hours exploring. They build new nests and pick up objects off the ground, and tug on branches like a puppy would tug on slippers. The older they get, the more interested they become in things that fly: birds, bees, butterflies—even helicopters and planes. I saw this chick watching an adult albatross fly overhead; when I returned the next day, it had fledged. I noticed that the female appeared bolder than many of the other birds visiting the water. With the weak morning light, I felt fortunate to get her head frozen in this position.

Before I even left my car I noticed a Red-tailed Hawk flying erratically over the marsh, chasing something.

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I grabbed my camera, jumped out of the car, and began tracking the hawk with my lens. Soon it dropped close to the ground, still in hot pursuit. I took a quick burst as the hawk flew through a stand of phragmites.


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I was struck by its power and grace. I arrived as the sun was rising, providing just enough light to illuminate this albatross pair as they performed a courtship ritual with bills crossed, mutual preening, and vocalizations.

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The cliff below was not yet lit, providing a dark background that emphasizes the intimacy of the moment. In hopes of capturing one in flight, I checked the direction of the wind and the light, set up my position, and waited. Finally, the flock took flight with a mountain backdrop, illuminated by the soft morning light.

On one high-tide visit, wave after wave of Marbled Godwits and Willets began descending on the far end of the boardwalk.

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As more birds flew in, the earlier arrivals were forced to make space, resulting in a mass of hundreds of shorebirds shuffling toward me. I lay down to get eye level with the mob and captured this close up, primarily of godwits. Knowing that the fading light would give me little time to get a decent photograph, I hurried to get into a good position. I got lucky when one of the spoonbills waded toward me, just as the sun was setting, and I was able to capture this beautiful bird at one of my favorite places.

I spend hours on my belly, propped up on elbow pads and knee pads, waiting for the curious birds to make their way toward me. I watch as they catch bugs, preen, and begin to navigate on their own. Just after they left, this Hooded Warbler landed on a branch nearby. The bird, the water droplets, and the patter of the rain on my rain jacket all made the moment alone seem magical. To my delight a trio emerged from the water and walked straight toward me.

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This photo seems to capture the unique personality of each bird. I saw three best friends, from left to right: the comedian, the ringleader, and the runway model. As soon as I pointed my lens at the flock they banked, showing off the intricate patterns on their wings. After I snapped off a round of shots the sun went back behind the clouds and I decided to call it a day and head home.

We entered a small lagoon covered with lily pads and came upon a jacana tip-toeing over the plants, searching for something to eat. To get eye-level with the bird, I hung over the bow of the boat and positioned my camera just above the water. Two weeks after I took this photograph he left, I assume to migrate north. I can hardly wait until he comes back next year. It turned and stared back at me, lit up in dramatic lighting that shows its intensity.

A continuous stream of more and more birds joined the immense flock, which cut through the air like a school of fish fleeing a shark. On a particularly cold May morning at sunrise, the birds and cattails were backlit and glowing like miniature lanterns. One landed very close to me, and through my lens I could see a burst of breath rolling in the cold wind with each call. The bird was in the perfect spot for the sun to hit its face while the oak leaves shaded the rest of the photo, creating this dramatic effect.

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I went out early one morning to find male Southern Red Bishops positioned on top of reeds, puffing themselves up and frantically trying to out-sing each other to attract a mate. This one was putting his heart and soul into it. I brought every cooling device with me I could. But after a day of photographing songbirds from a blind, the heat stress I saw in the birds eclipsed my own discomfort.

The blind allowed me to take photographs next to a small manmade pool.


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I set up a camera in our garden and use a feature that takes an image anytime a subject comes into focus so I can get photos like this, with a bird in flight, looking at the camera and exposing its beautiful metallic throat feathers. I set up my tripod close to the ground with a telephoto lens and started shooting. When another bird got between us, I had a great view of the aggressive egret running straight at me. When a wave receded, they would run closer to the water to grab a quick meal in the wet sand.

Then, as another wave crashed, they would run back toward the land as fast as their little legs could carry them. This tiny Sanderling was having a particularly hard time getting back quickly enough to avoid an exceptionally large wave. I knew he was fishing, so I approached very slowly so as not to disturb him. The sunlight filtered through the reeds, providing a warm light. I wanted to frame the bird between the reeds and capture the focus of this tiny fisherman. At one point, a Northern Bobwhite male came to drink and quickly left.

He must have been scoping out the surroundings because he soon returned with his mate and five chicks. The chicks ran around, drinking and hiding in the brush while their parents watched over them. In the midst of the chaos, the magic happened! All the birds lined up in front of the water for a family portrait.

In winter, Red-winged Blackbirds flock by the hundreds in the area, but by late May there are far fewer birds. I was relieved to see one Red-winged Blackbird still around, gorging on the excess of mayflies. I positioned myself so that the light would be behind the birds as they landed. After waiting for several minutes I captured this shot of a Yellow-rumped Warbler, its tongue extended, in the golden light. As the light got brighter, I spotted this owl standing on the shore.


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    • I had a tense walk as I passed the bird to set up my shot as low as possible, with the camera angled to capture the glow of the sun reflecting off the Atlantic.