Picture It I See photography

09/18/2026

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09/18/2026

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09/18/2026

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09/17/2026

A Mid-September Meeting

About a year ago today, I found myself standing on the prairie at Wind Cave National Park when I witnessed something I knew I might never see again.

A black-footed ferret.

There was a time when people believed these little animals had disappeared from the earth altogether. By 1986, only 18 were known to remain, and nearly every black-footed ferret alive today traces its ancestry to just seven of those animals. Through captive breeding and reintroduction, they were given another chance. Today, estimates vary because they are so difficult to count, but only several hundred black-footed ferrets are believed to be living in the wild, with roughly another 280 in captive breeding facilities.

That alone made what happened that day remarkable.

Black-footed ferrets are creatures of the night. They spend much of their lives underground in prairie dog burrows, emerging primarily after darkness to hunt. Seeing one above ground is difficult enough. Seeing one in broad daylight is unusual.

Yet there it was.

For a few moments I watched this incredibly rare animal moving through a prairie dog town, sometimes appearing almost as curious about the prairie dogs as they were about him. I raised my camera and took the photographs, realizing that I wasn’t simply photographing another wild animal. I was looking at a survivor—a species that had come within a whisper of disappearing forever.

Maybe that is why these photographs mean so much to me. They remind me that sometimes the prairie gives you something you never went looking for. You just happen to be standing in the right place when something incredibly rare steps out of the darkness and into the light.

And if you’re lucky, you’re there to see it.

09/17/2026

He Knew

The buck had never looked into a mirror. He had never seen the sweep of his antlers against the evening sky or the strength that showed in the lines of his face. But somehow, I think he knew he was beautiful.

Maybe he could feel the weight of those antlers upon his head, each point earned through another season on the prairie. Maybe it was in the way the other animals stopped and watched when he stepped from the tall grass. Or maybe it was simply something he carried inside himself.

He didn’t need a reflection to tell him who he was.

He stood tall because that was the way he walked through the world—quiet, confident, asking nothing from anyone. And as I watched him standing there in the early morning light, I wondered if there wasn’t something we could learn from him.

Maybe beauty was never meant to be something we find in a mirror.

Maybe it is something we learn to carry.

09/13/2026

09/13/2026

This print would make a lovely Christmas present to anyone.

09/12/2026

Robin did a great job on my picture this morning. We were out chasing sunlight and shadows this morning. I got some fabulous pictures.