Yes, I know.... This blog still exists. And no, you’re not imagining it — I haven’t posted here in… let’s say a while. Long enough that some of you probably assumed I’d wandered into the woods one day with my camera and just decided to live there.
The good news is: I’m still here. Still alive. Still very much obsessed with wildlife photography. I’ve just been, um… prioritizing the “wildlife” part a lot more than the “blog” part. You understand.
Over the past couple of years, I’ve had an absolute blast chasing animals with my camera (not literally — that gets you banned from parks). I’ve developed a deep love for the craft, the quiet moments in the field, the not-so-quiet moments when something massive crashes through the underbrush, and the hours spent trying to make a squirrel look dramatic. It’s been amazing.
That said, I’ve started noticing a pattern.
Despite my best intentions to photograph all kinds of wildlife, my memory cards tell a different story. A story that is…90% birds. Maybe 98%, if we’re being honest. At this point, I suspect the gulls near my local park recognize me. Some may have started invoicing me for modelling fees.
To be fair, birds are what’s available in Toronto. Unless you count raccoons, and I think we all know those guys don’t need more publicity. Birds are everywhere, they’re expressive, they’re surprisingly photogenic — and they’re just there, taunting you with their good lighting and dramatic wing spans.
But here’s the thing: I’m not ready to fully surrender to the Bird Life as much as I love photographing birds. I want to make a point of shooting larger critters, ideally critters with more teeth. That includes experimenting with teeny tiny subjects: insects, spiders, and other micro-sized beasts who seem determined to move the second you try to focus on them.
Still, my real passion? The big stuff. Wolves, bears, foxes, the animals that make your heart race just by appearing. The ones you rarely see, but never forget. I haven’t had nearly enough encounters like that yet, but those are the moments I live for. Those are the photos that keep me going, the ones that feel like magic when they happen.
So here we are in 2025, and I’m making a commitment: more content. More stories. More photos. And yes, more blog posts. I want to stop letting all these experiences live and die on my hard drive and actually start sharing them, even if it’s just one story at a time. This blog will (hopefully) be part of that.
Thanks for sticking around, and for pretending not to notice that I’m slowly becoming the kind of person who carries binoculars “just in case.”
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go — there’s a spider on my windowsill doing something photogenic.
