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I shot this Red Shouldered Hawk through my bedroom window that's why it looks hazy and not sharp. He/She is my resident exterminator looking for squirrels and pigeons to feed on from my back fence. But he is very shy as soon as I open a door hes gone. He likes to rest on one foot.
Nikon Z7_2 Nikkor Z28-400mm.
Not Ai generated.
Since I've been photographing wildlife, I've found that there seems to be such serenity in the way these creatures move, and hold a pose. I have to remind myself that they aren't posing for my benefit! The stealth they show during those deceptively serene moments is intended to numb their prey to their very presence, so they can kill it! Such peaceful predators they are.
This Great Egret was the epitome of grace while in hunting mode. I can't resist capturing shots of them, even when I know that sometimes they will "blow out" in the bright, Florida sun. The best time to shoot these birds is on overcast days, but I take whatever opportunity I have. Half the fun of it is just watching them move or not move. This one was at Reed Canal Park in South Daytona.
Barn owl (Tyto alba)
Yorkshire Dales - Lower Barn/ Embankment female
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This is the same Black Bear featured yesterday, known as Georgina, in full predator mode. She has caught a female Pink Salmon, but has her eye on a second salmon, glimpsed in the pool at the lower right (we're looking at the top of its head). She had wounded and disabled this fish when she saw a splash and chased down the one now in her jaws. A moment later she finished off the first salmon. A great feast on days when the salmon are running.
Not all days are like this. Water temperature is one of the keys - if the water is too warm, the fish stay offshore and wait. Meanwhile the bears gather on shore and wait. The photographers wait, too. It's a waiting game.
On this day, a fine, misty rain was sprinkling down, the temperature was cool for late August, conditions were right and the salmon were trying to sneak past half a dozen bears to reach their spawning pools upstream. Some made it and some didn't.
Photographed on Vancouver Island, British Columbia (Canada). Don't use this image on websites, blogs, or other media without explicit permission ©2019 James R. Page - all rights reserved.
One more from the LED hula hoop shoot, and may I say again... a lot of fun was had.
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Sunset on the Lancaster Canal near Garstang, Lancashire. This barge was called "Predator", hence the title! The owner had obviously cut quite a lot of firewood to keep his wood burner going, looking at the amount of saw dust on the towpath!
The colours in the sky were magical!
I've had the honor of photographing some pretty amazing creatures, but none more awe-inspiring than the polar bear. The first time was in Alaska which I can only describe as a true come true and a testament to myself that I could carry out a lifelong dream on my own, to a very remote place (of course with guides). The 2nd time was in Canada, where I wanted to share that thrill with my best travel companion ... my husband. The two trips could not have been any different, though both very exciting. Yes, both times I witnessed polar bears moving freely about on the landscape, but in very different habitats. Like the coastal brown bears that I hold most dearly to my heart, the polar bear has its own special pull on my soul ... I think especially so since it was a childhood dream ever since visiting the science museum and standing next to the polar bear they had on display (taxidermy of course) and feeling so dwarfed by it and imaging the power it possessed. When I caught my first glimpse of one in Alaska, I distinctly remember that I silently gasped and momentarily stopped breathing. I hope that one day I can again see these amazing apex predators, perhaps in a different location ... who knows, but I can dream.
It is Spring, when the local coyotes howl in the woods, creating quite a ruckus. This one has come up the hill into our yard several times. Once it chased my cat, Lulu, out across the fields and into the woods. She came back home safe a couple of hours later.
But that was when she was about 6 years old. Now she is 11 years old... still fast, but is she fast enough?
As many of you know, she was born to a feral mother outside, who wandered onto our land and decided to have her kittens under the eaves of my barn. She abandoned them before they could hunt. The kittens lived their first year completely outside, as I slowly tamed (and fed) the kittens, then got them fixed, and allowed them in the house. Lulu likes eating and sleeping inside, but she goes insane if she is trapped in here. So, for her happiness, danger or not, she is mostly an outside cat.
Her brother disappeared about 6 years ago, never to be seen again. It is very distressing, but I know he had a very happy life.
This is the dilemma of cat owners.... and the owners of small dogs, too, I imagine. Do we trap the animals inside to have a boring, fat, unfulfilled, but safe, life, or do we let them be who they are, knowing they may die from many different dangers??
The predators have come back into our woodlands, and my cat is no longer the biggest, baddest predator around. But, she is having a great life, very happy, alert, not overweight at all, fastest hunter I've ever "owned", and very intelligent.
If it is any comfort to "inside cat" owners, we do have two cat doors she can make use of, anytime.
So, life goes on. At the moment she is purring next to me as I type.
Dice Snakes on the northern shore of Lake Balaton / Hungary near Keszthely.
The dice snake (Natrix tessellata) is a European nonvenomous snake belonging to the family Colubridae, subfamily Natricinae.
Würfelnattern am Nordufer des Balaton / Plattensee (Libás Strand = Gänse Strand).
_ Die Würfelnatter (Natrix tessellata) ist eine ungiftige, für den Menschen harmlose eurasische Schlange aus der Familie der Europäischen Wassernattern (Natrix). In Mitteleuropa ist die wärmeliebende Art extrem selten. Sie wurde zum „Reptil des Jahres 2009“ gekürt. Am Nordufer des ungarischen Plattensee kommt sie jedoch häufig vor. (wikipedia)
két kocka kígyók északi Balaton-part Keszthely (Libás strandot).
A kockás sikló (Natrix tessellata) egy eurázsiai kígyófaj, mely közeli rokonával, a vízisiklóval ellentétben valóban vízhez kötött életet él, és tápláléka nagy részét is innen szerzi.
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Holidays in Hungary, image #188 of 581
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SONY NEX-7 & SEL 18-200
200mm _ f/9 _ 1/320s _ ISO200
11.05.2015 10:47
An old photo with a bit of an edit and a bigger crop. The Heron did eat it after a bit of a struggle. I have seen them eat bigger and then go straight back to fishing.
I think anybody with an insecurity, which is everyone, appreciates the fact that it's much easier to be a predator than it is to be prey.
James Van Der Beek
Sometimes the predator-prey Earth-life system gets to be too much for me. I just learned that a mantis will kill and eat a hummingbird. Ugh. When Vaughn was alive, he would re-home any mantis at least 100 yards away. Now it's time for me to "suck it up, buttercup" and take over that job.
My rotator cuff surgery is Monday and the hummingbirds have all migrated so I can focus on other things until next summer.
Yes, I know everyone needs to eat. That doesn't mean I have to like it.
Lowell Township, Michigan
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Patterned Predator - A Great Basin Collared lizards basks on a rock. I was only able to grab this single image before the lizard ran after a whiptail lizard. Like the related leopard lizards, this species is almost entirely carnivorous and a very effective hunter of other lizards. They dispatch their prey with powerful bites to the mid-section - essentially pulverizing them. This was a lifer species for me and while I know I can do better photo wise, thought I'd still share this one.
Species: Great Basin Collared Lizard (Crotaphytus bicinctores)
Location: Mojave Desert, CA, USA
Equipment: Canon EOS R7 + RF 100-500mm IS
Settings: 1/640s, ISO: 200, f/7.1 @500mm, Handheld, Electronic Shutter, In-situ
The American bullfrog (Lithobates catesbeianus) is a very large native frog to southern and eastern parts of the United States and Canada. This frog is an introduced species to California where it is an apex predator with a voracious appetite. Bullfrogs eat anything they can catch including other amphibians, reptiles, rodents, crayfish, birds, and even bats.
I noticed this Carolina praying mantis on a dark Autumn joy sedum flower stalk. It was holding court and waiting for some passersby. I can get behind a predator that eats mosquitoes.
Having dill weed in the garden is supposed to attract ladybugs which in turn helps to control the tiny insects that like to eat the plants.
I wish there was a natural predator to eat the slugs or maybe a giant ladybug?
The reeds of Ridgefield NWR hide dangerous predators of small animals. I wonder if the Z9, A1, or R5 AF eye detect would have found this? I was shooting with a D500 DSLR so I was using single point AF
The sun was dropping and my wife and I were driving back to the exit of the Sacramento National Wildlife Refuge. At that point, our eyes were still open for something exciting, but we never expected what we saw next. Suddenly, my wife yelled out, "eagle." A juvenile Bald Eagle had just plunged into the water and was in the process of capturing a Ring-necked Duck. That struggle caused the eagle's entire body to be submerged in the water except for his flapping wings. After he seized the duck, the eagle flew to one of the few spots still in full sun. And the sun was behind us. This was a major break. Needless to say, it was breathtaking to experience, but also very sad because we love ducks. It was so hard for us to watch the eagle ripping at the duck and, finally, flying away with it. This is one of three in a series.