Life’s Little Mysteries

Extinction. Evolution. The meaning of life. Whys is the fruit mix always on the bottom of the yogurt container?! These things are just some of life’s little mysteries and, while confounding as all get out, pale in comparison to the ultimate mystery that is sure to crop up in the life of any birder.

WTF kind of bird is that?!

The Recovery Series – Caution! Artists At Play (Pt1)

This time Mikah and I headed out to Queen Elizabeth Park in beautiful Vancouver British Columbia to catch some ducks and see what other fun we could drum up. Almost immediately I caught sight of this fascinating fellow and unearthed a mystery I need your help to solve!

The Recovery Series – A World Of My Own (Pt2)

It may only be a crow gazing off into the wild blue yonder but as you can see above it has left me so unbelievably happy I sound like a bad parody of Dr Seuss. And as I sat the more and more opportunities for pursuing my mad love of ornithology presented themselves.

The Recovery Series – A World Of My Own (Pt1)

One day as I watched the crows at their morning antics it struck me. Those were birds! They had feathers, and flew through the air, and squawked! That was what a bird did! Quickly I ran inside and grabbed my trusty camera.

Not What I Was Expecting To Find

Often on my walks I will see an interesting bird perched somewhere my camera is not pointing. So I make a desperate try to get the camera round in time without scaring off the bird only to discover  I’ve taken yet another shot of empty bloody air – or if I was especially spry –…

Self Help Starts With A Zoom Lens

I never really thought about the ease with which I moved through the world before I fully lost my hearing but now it’s a topic that is often on my mind. Whether its accidentally freaking out some poor barrista by staring intently at their lips, or only ordering a few familiar things at restaurants because…

The Journey Begins

“A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step” Lao Tzu Sometimes I wonder about this journey I’m on. In the beginning I asked all the usual questions such as “Why me?” and “Where did I go wrong?” I was unable or unwilling to admit that losing my hearing was not the end…