One of the species on my list of things to find on my Yellowstone trip was the Rocky Mountain bighorn sheep. I didn't have to look far.

When people think of steaming vents and boiling water at Yellowstone, they usually think of the famous geyser, Old Faithful. But Yellowstone is not a one-trick pony, and the super-heated underground water at the park's original entrance has a completely different way of inspiring awe in park visitors.

I went to Yellowstone hoping to get close enough to a pack of wolves to get some good images, but knowing that realistically, my chances of getting close to other types of wildlife were much better. Of course, "close" is one of those relative terms, and I wasn't quite prepared for the kind of "close" I experienced one afternoon.

The last time I visited Yellowstone National Park was with my parents in 1962. Even as a preschooler I couldn't help but notice the wonder of Old Faithful as it erupted in a column of steam and boiling water, just like clockwork. It was time to go back to Yellowstone, but this time, it would be in the middle of winter.

Well, New Years Eve 2014 has come and gone, and what do we have to show for it? Photographs, of course!

Last week when I wrote about the natural "firefall" that occurs each February in Yosemite National Park, I promised to tell you a little more about what it's like to run around in the park in the middle of the winter. Well, here it is!

It's amazing how National Park Service management attitudes have changed over the last century. The old ideas of actively trying to manage nature, resulting in all sorts of problems, have been replaced with the thinking that perhaps nature knows a bit more about taking care of itself that we ever will. And, by the way, nature can be pretty amazing without the human generated circus antics of days past.

Barns. Where would you put your horse if it weren't for barns. Or your hay, your tools, and your fancy John Deere ride. You couldn't very well have a barn raising without barns, could you? And, of course, without barns, photographers would have to find something else to photograph.

It's coming! Roads, campgrounds, and facilities in Mount Rainier National Park are already starting to close for the winter, but that doesn't mean the fun has to wait until next summer. You can still get into the park where the action is to enjoy all kinds of winter activities, including skiing, snowshoeing, and winter photography.

What is it about old buildings that makes them so darned interesting? Is it curiosity about what went on in there long before we were born? Some of them are pretty spooky looking! Did anyone die there, or perhaps, was murdered? Were pitchforks involved? With Halloween coming up, I thought we'd take a look at some buildings that have seen better days.

"A horse is a horse, of course, of course, And no one can talk to a horse of course." Well, in a way, this Appaloosa spoke to me back in 2008, and continues to speak to everyone who sees him.

So summer is ending. After a little drizzle this morning, we had a pretty sweet day here in the Seattle area. Tomorrow, right on queue with the arrival of autumn, the forecast is for rain. They say the problem is the Autumnal Equinox. Nothing to be done about it. Well, I know what to do about it - let's look at some images of France in the summer!

When you sign up to sell stock photography through one of the big stock photo houses like Getty Images, you never know where your images will end up. Even the monthly invoices you get showing who bought licenses only provide a hint at where the images will be used. But with a little sleuthing and some modern technology, sometimes you can figure it out.

This is the time of year I really start to think about autumn, or "fall" as we call it here in North America. I know, just these mere words will cause many Pacific Northwest locals to hiss and boo, because they've "suffered" through three horrific seasons of, well, light drizzle and mildly cool temperatures. But frankly, summer doesn't really do it for me. Now autumn, that's different!

It's Labor Day Weekend, and as I was laboring to get my booth ready for the Issaquah Salmon Days festival next month, I started thinking about how I spent my Labor Day weekend six years ago. Nope, no BBQ grill was involved, but it did involve a road trip. Back in 2008, I packed up my camera gear and headed to eastern Washington and Idaho to visit the beautiful rolling hills of The Palouse for a three day photo shoot.

Mount St. Helens is a volcano. A stratovolcano to be exact. And volcanoes are going to do what volcanoes are going to do. Sure, they sit there looking all innocent for a while. But eventually, the "active" ones get tired of just sitting there, and they do something about it. Back in 1980, Mount St. Helens did something about it.

"Do you have any goat pictures?", the nice lady at the art festival asked. "I have goats and I'm looking for goat pictures." "Yes!", I replied. "I have hundreds of goat pictures. They're all on my hard drive at home."

Icons. Photographers are drawn to them like flies to — you know. Every landscape photographer has a bucket list of places that must be visited and photographed, no matter how many millions of times that place has been captured before by others. They're just too impressive to pass up. And Horseshoe Bend is such a place.

There's a reason they call it Angels Landing. Besides being way up above the floor of Zion Canyon, it's also the place where several less than careful park visitors have joined the angels. Be careful up here, or pay the price.

Hoodoos. Goblins. Sounds like something straight out of the occult, doesn't it? And when they start glowing their eerie orange glow in the early morning light, you wonder if there isn't something to those creepy monikers.