Western Tiger Swallowtail

It took me quite a few tries and several trips to the river before I finally managed to capture one of these gorgeous butterflies with my camera. It seemed like the Western Tiger Swallowtails were happily taunting me, always turning up after I had put my camera away, hovering around just out of reach as I fumbled to get my […]

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The gang’s all here

Well, after a quick day trip up to Caples Lake yesterday, I can now report that I know where all the most bloodthirsty mosquitoes are hanging out. I foolishly forgot to take my insect repellant along, and those tiny flying vampires feasted heavily on me. There were other hungry insects along the lake shore as well — but luckily these […]

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On the rocks

On our coastal trips back in the “old days,” the Big Guy used to fish exclusively on sandy beaches for ocean perch; but at some point he made the transition to fishing from rocky cliffs and points, where he mostly catches rockfish and cabezon. And while he’s busy with his rod and reel, I’m usually off wandering with my camera […]

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Butterfly garden

I’ve been hearing about a small butterfly garden installed in one of our local parks, and this morning I finally went to check it out. I went early to avoid the day’s heat, so only one small sunny corner of the garden had activity — but I wasn’t disappointed! Now I’m hoping to go back and get some better shots. […]

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Just passing through?

I noticed this small butterfly along the bike trail a couple of days ago, and I’ve been trying to identify it ever since. I’m certainly no butterfly expert, but clearly it’s not a swallowtail. After searching Google, the nearest match seems to be Colias alfacariensis, also known as Berger’s clouded yellow. The problem is that this species seems to be […]

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Painted lady

This butterfly has the wonderful scientific name Vanessa annabella (West Coast painted lady). They have markings similar to the monarchs. I encountered this one near the bike trail across the river from Folsom. I tried to get a better angle on the wings, but my subject had no patience for paparazzi and flew away.

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