Easter Weekend Walk

It was so sunny and warm yesterday, I had to take a little stroll in the woods with the camera. It’s a little frustrating right now though, because the wildlife is still quite limited, as are the roads and trails. But I’ll share what I have.

The deer are doing well after a mild winter. They’re pouring out of the woods now for the grass alongside the roads; unfortunately, there’s a price to pay. Their coats seem to be browning up a bit.

It’s so hard to get a clear shot of a ruffed grouse as compared to the sharptails in the open fields. These guys are smart and they always make sure there is something between us. I wonder if she knows her bloomers are showing.

No walk would be complete without a bald eagle or two showing up. When I was a young boy, it was a rare treat to catch sight of one; now they seem to be everywhere. What a comeback!

Finally, the sun got so low it looked like a campfire in the woods, so I headed for home. It was a wonderful day, but I’m really looking forward to great summer shots of all kinds of wildlife! Happy Easter!!

–Photos by me

there was a time

looking at this photo that

i took earlier this morning,

i see another april blizzard

blowing across the tracks,

and that’s it, nothing more.

but there was a time when

i would’ve seen two robotic

sentinels in big sunglasses

holding candy-cane spears

while guarding the road to

the land of the snow gods.

hey, wait a minute…

–photo by me

Morning Shot 2

What a sweet, happy face to greet me this beautiful morning on the last day of March! With those big bright eyes and camouflage like the finest polished agate, the sharp-tailed grouse has an other-worldly beauty.

When Nature painted Jupiter,

She was in such a rush,

She grabbed a grouse by accident

And used it as a brush

–Photo by me

The Drunkard’s Walk

There’s a mathematical formula scientists use called ‘the drunkard’s walk’ to determine how long a photon, emitted in the center of the sun, would take to make the journey to the outer surface. The random turns it makes on its way out are analogous to the random turns a drunkard makes while trying to get home from the bar.

In both cases, the distance traversed from the start is the typical step size times the square root of the number of steps taken. Factor in the length of time a typical step takes, and you have your answer.

For the photon, this works out to be thousands or possibly hundreds of thousands of years “bouncing around” in the sun before being spit out into space and ending up smacking into your eye at 6 trillion miles an hour about 8 minutes later. For the drunkard, it’s a bit messier of a problem with far more variables, but you get the idea.

I only wish I’d known about this back when I was that drunk staggering home. I could’ve explained to my poor wife that I was out there contributing to science for the betterment of all mankind — at which point her fist would’ve smacked into my eye at 6 trillion miles an hour, I’m sure.

–Photo by me