Here’s a sign that I’ve been spending too much time in meetings, and not enough time working on science projects. Apparently, I’m getting a little desperate for some data to analyze…
The other night, I found myself idly wondering how many photos I take in a year. “What the heck,” I thought, and went back through my files and counted the number of photos I took in 2012.
. Total # of photos taken in 2012 = 11,151
Then, because I’m a huge dork, I looked at the “data” in a few different ways..
. 70 photo batches from 2012
. # of photos per batch ranged from 2 to 469.
. Average # photos/batch = 159
Of course, not all of those photos were good enough to keep. I often take 3-4 shots of a particular composition to make sure I get the light, depth of field, sharpness, etc. just right. I also often try several different compositions of each subject because I’m not sure which I like best at the time. As a result, I end up doing a lot of sorting through photos to pick out the ones I actually like enough to keep and use for publications or other projects.
. # of “keeper” photos in 2012 = 1,071
The ratio of all photos to keeper photos in 2012 was about 10:1. Interestingly, I think that’s about the same ratio as when I first started getting serious about photography in the early 1990’s. I was shooting slide film then, and always figured I was doing pretty well if I could get 3-4 publishable images out of a roll of 36 slides.
Since I was on a roll, and weirdly enjoying the process, I decided to look at how many “keepers” I’d taken in a couple other years – to see if the number was similar between years.
. # of Keeper Photos from:
. 2011 – 957
. 2010 – 913
. 2009 – 1,113
I did NOT go back and count ALL the photos I’d taken in the years 2009-2011. (That would just be crazy.) I also didn’t take the time to graph the results – – though I admit to considering it…
What does all of this mean? Not a dang thing, really, but it gave my data-loving brain something to occupy it for about an hour. Maybe tonight I’ll count how many times I chew my food at supper or something…
Boy, I hope the field season comes soon.
If you want to see a sample of some of my favorite “keeper” photos from 2012, you can click here to see my December 19 post, which included my best photos from the year.
We got our first real snow of the season last week. Early Friday morning, I braved the icy roads and made it to our Platte River Prairies in time for a sunrise walk. It was a beautiful morning. The temperature was about 10 degrees Fahrenheit, but there was only a very slight breeze, so it didn’t feel cold – especially after walking through 2 foot snow drifts for a while.
I walked across snow-covered prairie to one of our restored wetlands, where a dozen or so ducks flushed off a small bit of open water. A real duck biologist would have been able to identify them by their calls, but their silhouettes against the pink horizon didn’t give me enough to go on.
Not much else was moving around. I didn’t even see many tracks in the snow, apart from those of a few small birds that had been feeding on fallen seeds from sunflowers and prairie cordgrass. I walked around the wetland as the sun came up, enjoying the quiet and taking some photos of frosty wetland plants.
As I walked back to my vehicle, I thought I heard sandhill cranes calling in the distance, but I might have been imagining things. There have been a few thousand cranes hanging around this winter, but I haven’t seen them for the last week or so. An immature eagle flew overhead, flapping steadily as though it had somewhere to be and didn’t want to be late. Just a few feet away, a meadowlark flushed out of the snow and flew about 30 yards to a short perch in the grass. I bent down to see where it had come from and found a meadowlark-sized hole. The hole led into a “den” formed by an air pocket in the snow beneath a clump of tall grass. I took my glove off and put my hand down into the still-warm hiding place.
Eventually, I reached my parking place, shucked off my snow-crusted coveralls, and picked up my cell phone to join a conference call – only a few minutes late. It was time to get back to work.
Here are a few more photos from the frozen wetland.
As 2012 draws to a close, it seems every photo-related website and blog is putting together a “best of” series of photos from the year. So, why not – I’ll join in. It’s not a bad way to review the year.
I winnowed this year’s crop down to 24 images. (Sorry if it takes a minute or so to load them all.) Of the 24 photos, all but one has already appeared in a blog post from this year. For those of you who enjoy this sort of challenge, you can try to figure out which one is new.
The first image shows my son helping me overseed our family prairie in January, 2012. We’d grazed this portion of the prairie pretty hard in 2011 to suppress the dominant grasses and allow some other plants to have a chance to express themselves. Since there are quite a few wildflower species that are rare or missing from the prairie, we also harvested and broadcast some seeds to try to help the process along.
Spring came quickly this year, and with it came early spring prescribed fires. Fire is an important tool for land management, but can also cause significant damage when it is out of control (as we experienced later in the year). Regardless of positive or negative impacts, there’s no denying the visual power of fire from an artistic standpoint.
The winter of 2011/2012 was the first time anyone around here can remember sandhill cranes staying for the winter. The Central Platte River is well known for hosting half a million or so cranes each spring, but this past year we had thousands of them on the river all winter long. Judging by the numbers we’ve been seeing in the last couple of weeks, we may get to repeat the sounding joy this season as well.
March is always a very busy time of year for us as we split time between prescribed fire and sandhill crane tours. I’ve taken people into viewing blinds along the Platte River well over a hundred times, but the experience never gets old.
Close-up photography allows me to find photo opportunities almost anywhere. This dogbane beetle (on a dogbane plant) was photographed in a small prairie right in my hometown.
Similarly, this next photo was taken at a small prairie planting in the front yard of my in-laws’ place in eastern Nebraska. Sideoats grama is one of the most distinctive-looking of the prairie grasses, but can be difficult to photograph. On the evening this photo was taken, the wind was dead calm, and I was able to isolate and photograph this “laundry line” of sideoats flowers.
This mantis image came from the same night as the grass above. The sun was dropping fast, and just as the light was fading away, I spotted this mantis and managed to get a couple shots of it before it got too dark to photograph anymore.
Every year’s weather favors a different suite of short-lived plant species in prairies and wetlands. This year was a great year for prairie gentian (Eustoma grandiflorum). These were photographed along the edge of a restored wetland swale in our Platte River Prairies.
While photographing the prairie gentian, I spotted this tiny katydid nymph on the edge of one of the flowers. As long-time readers of this blog surely know, it’s a katydid rather than a grasshopper because of its very long antennae.
In early July, we hosted two entomologists/ecologists from Missouri (James Trager and Mike Arduser) in our Platte River Prairies. I invited them to help us evaluate our restoration work from the perspective of bees, ants, and other insects. It was a great week, and stimulated a lot of thinking and discussion about how our management work affects insects – and how those insects affect and indicate the status of important ecological processes. James and Mike also stopped by some prairies in southeastern Nebraska where I am helping to coordinating research. The photo below shows James in one of those prairies.
Tyler Janke heads up a collaborative effort to design strategies for restoring cottonwood woodland along the Missouri River in Nebraska. I spent a July day with him, looking over some early results of various methods he’s testing.
As I was driving home from work on a hot day in late July, I got a call that there was a wildfire on or near our Niobrara Valley Preserve. The remote location of the fire and the weather forecast made it sound like it could be a bad one. It certainly was. By the time I got up there a few days later, over half of our 56,000 acre property had burned, and several neighbors had lost homes.
Even after the dramatic changes caused by the fire, the scenery at the Preserve was as striking as ever.
Walking through the ash and soot, it was nice to see how many creatures had survived the fire. This lizard was one of many hanging around in the few remaining shady areas in the sandhill prairies.
Annual sunflowers were big winners in the competition between plants within drought-stricken prairies this year. That was true in our Platte River Prairies as well as along the Niobrara. The photo below shows a small native bee taking advantage of one of many sunflowers that survived both the drought and the wildfire at our Niobrara Valley Preserve.
The most difficult impacts of the wildfire were economic. The vast majority of our east bison pasture (over 7000 acres) burned, leaving the herd with little left to eat until the grass was able to recover. I got to go back up the Preserve in early August to help the staff and volunteers with a bison roundup to sort and sell off a good portion of the herd. Bison roundups have some similarities to cattle roundups, but bison are definitely wild animals (and really big), and now and then they can remind you of that in dramatic ways. An example is when a big bull tries to jump over the 10 foot wall of a corral.
Large portions of the Niobrara Valley Preserve and the surrounding neighborhood will look very different in the coming years, but it remains a beautiful and ecologically important place. It will be very interesting to watch the recovery and adaptation of the species and communities that live there.
Despite the drought, many of our Platte River Prairies still had some areas of lush growth this summer. These rosinweed plants, though not as tall as in some years, were looking just fine.
A month or so later, I returned to the same wetland to attempt some landscape photography. After changing my mind several times, I decided I did, in fact, like this particular photo from that day.
Finally, this last photo seems the most appropriate to cap off the year 2012 for me. I was crossing a bridge over the Niobrara River a few days after the wildfire when I saw this photographer down below. Watching the photographer capturing the beauty of the river, despite being surrounded by a charred landscape, was particularly striking.
Images have tremendous power. Although this blog is about far more than just pretty prairie photos, those photos do play a critical role. They help illustrate the topic being discussed, but they also showcase the beauty and diversity of an ecosystem that many people wrongly assume is flat and uninteresting.
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