English: Ringed Kingfisher
Portuguese: Martim Pescador Grande
LB: Megaceryle torquata

"What a thousand acres of Silphiums looked like when they tickled the bellies of the buffalo is a question never again to be answered, and perhaps not even asked." -Aldo Leopold
I recently returned from a work trip to Brazil that covered a good portion of the southern states of Sau Paulo, Parana, Santa Catarina and Rio Grande do Sul. Of course I had to find a little time for birds and photography. I plan on sharing a number of images from the trip here and on Flickr.




We finally seem to be primed for an excellent winter for viewing and photographing eagles at the Clarksville Dam. Steve and I visited for a couple of hours during a birding trip up Hwy 79, where surprisingly we were fortunate to find a little bit of nice light. Here are a few I think are worthy to share. I’m looking forward to paying another visit after a week or two in the deep freeze with hopes the ice will bring more birds and closer opportunities. Come on winter!
Here are a few of my favorite images of Buffa Bison that make their home at Dunn Ranch Prairie. These were taken during Steve and my trip there this past summer.
Young had been born just a couple months before our arrival.
Oh no, run! It’s Ozark Bill!
I’m continuously amazed by the speed of these guys. They slowed down for the youngsters a little, but not much.
Moving up and over the hilly landscape is no problem for these guys.
What could possibly be more satisfying than watching that hot globe fall out of a large open sky with a view like this?
Here is one of the parents taking off again to go hunting. As this exposure was taken the bird was in just such a position for its long tail to be in direct light that made it through the persimmon branches. This light, effectively “blew it out”, creating an interesting effect. Of course the youngsters just want more tucker. 😉
“There are those who say that only spring is beautiful, and hie themselves to a warmer climate for the winter months. There are others, who, without the means of fleeing from the beauties about them at all seasons, waste their happiness with complaining. And there are some who must even go to Europe for scenery, and poets as well. But give me my native land at all hours of the day, all seasons of the year, and for all the years of my life; because its beauties, its interests and its ennobling influences are intended for its sons above all others. And have no fear, all who may doubt, that anyone by trying may get far more of use from a stroll over its hills, than even I did on this momentous ‘Tramp in November”
-Aldo Leopold
“Autumn Regality”
Referred to as the “feathered mouse”, the Sedge Wren is most easily seen in his nesting territory during breeding season. During this time one must simply listen for his song and follow by ear. With patience, the vociferous little wren can be viewed. These guys were plentiful at Dunn Ranch and adjacent Pawnee prairies this past July. This species has been affected by the destruction wet prairies, meadows and wetland type habitats that they rely upon.