When an artist or photographer takes photos of birds at Bosque del Apache, they are typically taking those photos in the bitter cold of early December. The morning I shot the photo referenced for this image, it was cold and wet and the mist was rising from the ground and surrounding lakes. There was a sense of every creature being exactly where they were supposed to be: the cranes, the artists, the snow geese, the water, the mountains. All perfect; all there.
When an artist or photographer takes photos of birds at Bosque del Apache, they are typically taking those photos in the bitter cold of early December. The morning I shot the photo referenced for this image, it was cold and wet and the mist was rising from the ground and surrounding lakes. There was a sense of every creature being exactly where they were supposed to be: the cranes, the artists, the snow geese, the water, the mountains. All perfect; all there.