Tuesday, December 30, 2014

Best images of 2014

As another year draws to a close, it's time to look back on my favorite images of the past 12 months. It's an exercise I've been doing in some form or another for virtually my entire time as a nature photographer. When I'm down, looking back can be inspiring. It can also help me see if I'm in a rut and challenge me to go in a more creative direction next year.

This year, it's an especially interesting exercise, given that I spent much of the year looking back over my entire career. My new book, Living Wilderness, is a fine-art portfolio of all my work so far. To produce it, I had to comb through nearly 15 years of work to select fewer than 150 standout images that could still work together.

I also traveled less than I usually do. But that just made me work harder close to home. In fact, two of my favorite images came from the yard around my house.

So here they are, my 10 favorite images and why (you can click or tap on any image to enlarge it):

Night Sky Over Palm Trees, Makena Beach, Maui, Hawaii

I'm someone who likes to plan, yet sometimes plans do not work out. The key to much of my success has been keeping an open mind and seeing other possibilities. This image came about when I was hunting for the Zodiacal Light, a pillar of light that shines at night in the spring and fall. I couldn't find it on this night, so I worked to capture this scene instead. It's from Makena Beach on the Hawaiian island of Maui. What I love about the remote parts of Hawaii is that the night lights are celestial — not incandescent.

Midnight, Mount Shuksan and Moon, North Cascades, Washington

And then there was the time I tried to capture the northern lights over Washington's North Cascades. They never did shine on this night, but I'm not one to stand out in the cold for nothing. Mount Shuksan and Picture Lake have probably been featured in millions of images, but they look completely different at night. I walked around the lake until I found a way to use the floating grasses to frame the moon's reflection. I like this image better than the picture I had imagined I would get.

Flock of Snow Geese Taking Off, Long Exposure, Skagit Valley, Washington

I couldn't begin to tell you how many times I've photographed the wintering snow geese in the Skagit Valley of Washington state. But rather than being bored, I've tried to create different images of them than I have in the past. This year, as the sun was setting and the light was getting dim, instead of putting the camera away, I kept shooting. The exposure was 1/10 of a second — generally far too long for any kind of wildlife photography, especially a flock of birds in flight. But enough of the birds are sharp so that you can tell what they are. And the motion blur in the rest of the image helps to illustrate what that chaotic scene is really like.

Great Blue Heron, Edmonds Marsh

Similarly, I couldn't tell you how many great blue herons I've photographed. I found this one in a marsh in Edmonds, Washington, where there were reports of a merlin. Like a number of other people, I wanted to photograph the merlin, but it wasn't cooperating. Instead of packing up, I decided to photograph the herons, a subject I've photographed thousands of times. I thought the golden light and out-of-focus reeds made this a very special scene. Within two weeks of capturing this image, a slightly different version of it was licensed to a worldwide magazine, making this one of my fastest images to end up in print.

Herring Gull Flying In Mist from Niagara Falls, Ontario, Canada

I got to see — and photograph — Niagara Falls for the first time in my life late this summer. At first, the experience really bothered me. Here you have what's arguably the most amazing waterfall in North America and it's surrounded by casinos, neon, and video billboards. By my second morning there, however, I began to see past the clutter. I made a couple of images that I really like. My favorite varies from day to day. Today, this is my favorite. Together, the light, the shadow, the suspended water droplets, and the herring gull create a dramatic image that captures the essence of the amazing waterfall without the graffiti.

Sun Shining Through Forest Canopy, Allegheny National Forest, Pennsylvania

One of the highlights of my year was being chosen to exhibit my work in what was undoubtedly the definitive photography exhibit to honor the 50th anniversary of the United States Wilderness Act. Just 10 other photographers were invited, and they included David Muench, Marc Muench, Clyde Butcher, and Robert Glenn Ketchum. I was incredibly honored to be invited to exhibit with such an elite group. The show was held in Warren, Pennsylvania, near the home of Howard Zahniser, who devoted much of his life to getting the act through Congress. Near Warren is also one of the country's smallest wilderness areas. Friends of Allegheny Wilderness is working hard to expand it, and the group's executive director took me on a hike through proposed additions. While these may not be old-growth trees, they are stunning nonetheless. As I caught the sun through the green canopy, shining onto a carpet of green ferns, I knew I had captured one of my best images of the year. Hopefully, these scene will be preserved for generations to come.

Male Oregon Junco in Maple Tree, Autumn, Snohomish County, Washington

This is an image from my front yard. Over the years, we've planted lots of trees and tried to create a bird-friendly environment by placing feeders and letting rhododendrons go native. Hummingbirds, chickadees, and juncos now visit regularly, and this Oregon junco posed for me in a maple tree at the peak of its fall color.

Oak Leaf Impression on Ice, Snohomish County, Washington

And this image is from my backyard. During a deep freeze, I spent several days shooting icy images. It all started with a leaf on a sheet of ice, but my biggest source of inspiration came when the leaf blew away leaving this icy impression. You can read more about the creative process behind this image in a previous blog post.

Spirit Falls, Upper and Lower Tiers, Skamania County, Washington

I made several trips to the Columbia River Gorge this year to present my Year of the Eagle project, and I had some free time after taking down the exhibit, so I hiked to this waterfall, called Spirit Falls. It's a tough hike. You have to scramble a couple hundred feet down a steep hillside covered with loose rocks. But kayakers do it all the time so they can race over the falls, so I figured a camera bag and tripod were nothing by comparison. The faint trail ends at the top of the falls, which are pretty enough, but I wanted to photograph both tiers and the rocky gorge. I found a rope and using skills I've needed only one other time since elementary school gym class, lowered myself to the base. I got a little wet, but it was completely worth it.

Hawaiian Stilt, Kealia Pond National Wildlife Refuge, Maui, Hawaii

I had a couple hours before my flight left Maui. Rather than spending any more time in an airport than I had to, I went for a hike in the Kealia Pond National Wildlife Refuge, which is home to the endangerd Hawaiian stilt, among other birds. The stilt has the longest legs in proportion to its body of any bird in the world, but you rarely get to see their full length since the bird is almost always wading. I positioned myself to capture the bird with the reflection of its legs. I like how this image almost makes you do a double-take. The leg on the right looks normal, but the leg on the left looks as if it's triple jointed.

(Learn more about Kevin Ebi's new book, Living Wilderness, the first comprehensive portfolio of his fine-art images. Follow his photography on Facebook, Twitter, or Instagram.)

Sunday, November 30, 2014

Brainstorming on ice

Oak Leaf Impression on Ice, Snohomish County, Washington

People say one key difference between the amateurs and the professional photographers is that the professionals take a lot more pictures. That may be true, but there's another difference. The extra images are typically part of a creative exercise; they aren't random shots.

Ansel Adams once remarked that every now and then he arrived on a scene "just when God's ready for someone to click the shutter." I've had my share of images like that, but more often, I have to work at it.

For me, the process works a bit like this: Something strikes my eye, and I keep refining the composition until the image consists only of the essence of what drew me.

A fair amount of the time, this process takes place before I even click the shutter. I may set up the tripod in several different positions, look through the viewfinder, and then decide I can do better before I even turn the camera on.

Other times, I take a number of pictures before I settle on the final composition. I think of them like a brainstorming session an author may have.

I thought it might be fun to share with you the brainstorming images that led to the image at the top of the post. So, here's what I started with:

Oak Leaf Floating on Frozen Pond, Snohomish County, Washington

A gorgeous red oak leaf on a frozen pond. We're off to a good start. What I liked was that I could also see the reflection of the trees on the ice around the leaf. I thought that the trees may need a little more emphasis to make that connection clear, so I waited for the sun to rise more and light up a few of the trees.

Oak Leaf Floating on Frozen Pond, Snohomish County, Washington

Maybe what I really liked was just the reflection of the trees on ice. I often use lakes to capture reflections, so maybe the fact that I was seeing a reflection on ice was what drew me. So I tried a few compositions without the leaf.

Ice Texture, Frozen Pond, Snohomish County, Washington

And again, maybe the trees needed to be lit so it was more obvious what they were.

Ice Patterns On Pond, Snohomish County, Washington

The next day, the leaf was gone, but it left behind its impression, giving me the opportunity to do more brainstorming. Again, I started with the leaf impression and the reflection of the nearby trees.

Oak Leaf Impression on Ice, Snohomish County, Washington

Then I thought the impression — created naturally when the ice under the leaf sublimated at a slower rate than the rest of the ice — was so amazing that it needed more emphasis. If you look close, you can still see reflections of the trees around the edges of the impression.

Oak Leaf Impression on Ice, Snohomish County, Washington

The next day, more ice sublimated, erasing a little bit of the intricate texture from the leaf impression. The image I got that morning is the one that's at the top of this post. I like that image because it draws more attention to the overall shape of the leaf. Some of the impressions of the leaf's cell walls have disappeared. Still, if you look close, you can still see the reflections of trees around the edges of the impression, though those reflections have grown more abstract.

It took a number of images to reach the final image, but each one was part of the creative process. Each helped me understand what it was that I found most interesting about the scene. The final product wasn't a lucky shot from a full memory card; it was a deliberate result of three days worth of brainstorming in the cold.

(Learn more about Kevin Ebi's new book, Living Wilderness, the first comprehensive portfolio of his fine-art images. Follow his photography on Facebook, Twitter, or Instagram.)

Friday, October 31, 2014

The most colorful show on Earth

Sockeye Salmon Migrating, Underwater Image, Cedar River, Renton, Washington

As the leaves along the Cedar River in Washington state turn from green to yellow, gold, orange, and red, people walking along the river's banks may not notice there's an equally colorful display just under the water's surface. As the leaves change color, so, too, do the sockeye salmon returning to the river after spending the past couple years at sea.

Sockeye salmon are also known as red salmon, although for the vast majority of their lives they're actually bluish-silver. Like most salmon, they're anadromous: They hatch in freshwater, spend part of their lives in salt water, and return home to mate.

For the first couple years of their life, sockeye typically live in freshwater lakes, bulking up on bugs and plankton before migrating down rivers and into the Pacific Ocean. There they spend a couple years feeding on everything from flea-sized crustaceans, squid, and even small fish before migrating back from the salty sea into freshwater lakes and rivers.

It's that return migration that turns their bodies bright red and their heads green. The change begins once they hit freshwater.

Sockeye Salmon Migrating, Long Exposure, Cedar River, Renton, Washington

When they lose their bluish coloration, they also lose their appetites. They eat their last meals in the ocean. They won't feed ever again once they hit freshwater, even though it may take months to fight their way up the river to the lake where they hatched.

At this point, their oversized, misshapen, toothy mouths, which they likely can no longer entirely close, are for efficient fighting. They have to conserve all of their energy for their migration and for winning and guarding a mate or nesting location.

While I photographed the sockeye salmon, I witnessed several fights. They were over in a matter of seconds. If one fish felt it needed to attack, it would quickly chomp down on another's back, hold for a few seconds, then let go.

Sockeye Salmon Fighting Its Way Up the Cedar River, Renton, Washington

I never saw a fight last longer than that, since fighting at this stage of their lives requires a cost-benefit analysis. If they expend too much energy fighting one battle, they still may end up losing if they don't have enough strength left to continue up the river to find a mate and spawn.

Sockeye salmon are known to be very aggressive at their nesting sites, but during the migration there, they largely appear to tolerate each other. After one fought its way up a small cascade in the river, it would join a half-dozen or so others, resting, regaining their strength to fight their way up the next one.

By the time the leaves have fallen, the sockeye salmon will have reached their lakes and mated. They die shortly after mating, triggering another migration: Bald eagles migrate from thousands of miles away to feed on their carcasses.

As I photograph the fish in the water, I hear a few bald eagles. Within a few weeks, there will be hundreds more, creating the next amazing display.

(Learn more about Kevin Ebi's new book, Living Wilderness, the first comprehensive portfolio of his fine-art images. Follow his photography on Facebook, Twitter, or Instagram.)

Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Wow! Is that Niagara Falls?

Horseshoe Falls in Mist, Niagara Falls, Ontario, Canada

As I was packing up my camera after photographing from the Canadian side of Niagara Falls, two men came up and asked if they could see what I was shooting. I said, "yes," and pressed the play button on my camera to display the last image I took that morning.

Without asking, one of the men rotated the jog dial on the back of my camera to see the other images I captured that morning. But he rotated it clockwise, and instead of seeing an earlier image, the camera displayed the first image on the memory card — one I took four days earlier.

"Wow!" he exclaimed. "Is that Niagara Falls?"

Springfield Falls, Pennsylvania

The image was of a waterfall, but it wasn't Niagara Falls. It was a little-known waterfall in western Pennsylvania called Springfield Falls. Like Niagara, the waterfall completely filled the frame from side to side, although that was because I zoomed in. Springfield Falls is only a few dozen feet across. The largest of the Niagara waterfalls, Horseshoe, is a half-mile wide.

But what may have been striking about Springfield Falls was the bright yellow wildflowers that ran completely across the bottom of the frame. Or perhaps the lush green forest that ran all the way across the top.

Niagara Falls doesn't have either of those features — at least not anymore.

Just before arriving at Niagara Falls, you have to drive through a busy tourist district full of buildings dripping with loud neon signs. And at the falls, there isn't a vantage point that doesn't include a view of a bright video billboard. The morning I was there, footage of a spinning roulette wheel was on an almost continuous loop. The previous night, a fireworks spectacular upstaged the falls entirely.

The man's question somewhat echoed the thoughts that were running through my mind when I saw the electronic graffiti suffocating what is arguably the most stunning waterfall in all of North America: "Wow! Is this Niagara Falls?"

My experience at Niagara Falls could not have contrasted more with my time a couple days earlier in Pennsylvania. I was there to attend the opening of an art exhibit that featured four of my images in celebration of the 50th anniversary of the Wilderness Act.

Over the past 50 years, the act has helped set aside more than 100 million acres of nature, barring any form of development on it.

No power transmission lines. No oil tanks. No roads.

A day before the art exhibit opened, I hiked through some parts of the Allegheny National Forest that Friends of the Allegheny Wilderness is working hard to protect. We started in a proposed addition to the Hickory Creek Wilderness, which at 8,663 acres is one of the smaller wilderness areas in the country. The average wilderness area is nearly 16 times larger.

The proposed addition of less than 1,800 acres would barely make a dent in that gap, but it would help preserve a scenic second-growth forest that is just now starting to look like a more mature one. And even though the trees aren't hundreds of years old, I found myself saying, "Wow," several times during my hike through it.

Sun Shining Through Forest Canopy, Proposed Addition to the Hickory Creek Wilderness, Allegheny National Forest, Pennsylvania

As the parking area and any sign of civilization faded from view, I was struck by how impressive the forest became. I had to stop and photograph the sun shining through a thick section of the forest canopy. I stopped to photograph a particularly attractive arrangement of ferns. Later that day, in another proposed wilderness area, I spent a half hour photographing the patterns of tree roots on a rock outcropping.

Without manmade distractions, all there was to focus on was nature's beauty. And it was amazing how much of that beauty there was to notice when it didn't have to compete for attention.

In a way, wilderness areas don't just protect nature. They also protect us from ourselves.

I'm guessing the situation at Niagara Falls began somewhat like this. Someone figured that the waterfalls were spectacular, but they would be better if you could stay in a hotel right next to them. And eventually, they figured those hotels would be better if they were also casinos. And that the waterfall would look even better bathed in colored lights and fireworks.

I'm not against hotels, casinos, and fireworks. What I am against is pulling out all the stops to upstage a true wonder of nature. And we don't have a great history of showing restraint.

There was a time when the sheer granite faces of Yosemite weren't dramatic enough for people. For nearly 100 years, Yosemite rangers would push burning embers off Glacier Point, creating a 3,000-foot-tall waterfall of fire. The park finally stopped the practice in the late 1960s when the crowds grew so large that the fragile meadows in the valley below were being trampled to death.

Initial plans for Mount Rainier National Park called for roads and hotels to touch each of the majestic mountain's main glaciers.

I'm not usually one for using food analogies, but let me try one here. If you had an incredibly tender, flavorful steak, would you completely cover it in seasonings? And then bury it under ketchup? And then cover that with chocolate sprinkles?

That's what we're doing when dress up nature in modern clothes and the latest technology.

And while nobody's talking about building a giant water park in the proposed addition to the Hickory Creek Wilderness, it's threatened by modern times, too. There isn't much to stop new roads from being built through it, or even logging and oil drilling.

I'm sure there are people who feel a little development here and there won't hurt things, but it can. On one of the forest hikes that day we came across an oil tank. And it stood out on the landscape not unlike the video billboard at Niagara Falls. Once I noticed it, it was hard to notice anything else.

We cannot protect everything from development. We need lumber. We need gas. We need places for homes and offices. But we should protect truly special places, and when we protect them we should try leave them in their natural state as much as we can. Declaring them as wilderness areas guarantees that they will remain "untrammeled by man."

On my last morning at Niagara Falls, I got a taste of what it must have been like there hundreds of years ago. Because of the high humidity, mist from Horseshoe Falls hung in the air. The mist blocked out the casinos, and at times even obscured the rising sun. I could see the power plant, but the mist temporarily blocked out almost all other development.

And I was in awe.

If anyone doubts that we need the Wilderness Act, I would ask them to stand at the edge of Niagara Falls and then travel a couple hours to hike in the Allegheny wilderness. And I would ask where they felt closer to nature.

It isn't much of a contest, because it took a blinding mist for me to say, "Wow! That is Niagara Falls!"

(For more information on the Wilderness at 50 gallery exhibition and to see the images Kevin is showing, visit his special Wilderness at 50 page. You can also follow him on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram.)

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Happy anniversary, Wilderness Act

Whitehorse Mountain, Boulder River, Washington

The Wilderness Act, which has preserved some of the most pristine areas of the United States, turns 50 next week. My absolute passion for nature photography has just turned 14.

The two are more related than they might seem.

The Wilderness Act is based on the idea that some land is so valuable, we should do absolutely nothing to it. We won’t build hotels on it. Or homes or offices. Or even roads.

But in the process of doing nothing, we’ve actually done a lot. We’ve created something special.

Growing up, art was one of my least favorite subjects. Art was about painting, drawing, cutting, and gluing, and I was terrible at it. I honestly would have rather spent more time doing math.

Fast forward several decades. I have a degree in economics and journalism. I have a so-called good job in a big city. But every job is stressful, and to blow off steam I start hiking after I get off work.

I often end up in the Alpine Lakes Wilderness, a giant reserve made up of more than 700 mountain lakes and ponds in the Central Cascades of Washington state. A busy interstate takes you right to it, but after a few minutes on the trail you forget it’s even there.

A funny thing happens when you’re surrounded by nothing: You notice everything.

With no manmade features to distract, all you can do is take in the incredible beauty of ragged mountains reflecting in still lakes. Or notice a spot where a small river carved a slide into a bolder. Or see how the patterns in the tree bark kind of look like an impressionist painting.

This heightened sense of awareness didn’t dissipate the moment I hopped back into my car at the end of a hike. The Alpine Lakes caused me to be more in tune with the world around me and I began to notice interesting features even in busy city parks.

I was no stranger to nature. Growing up, my family made frequent trips to national parks and monuments. But at least the areas that are relatively easy to access are like small cities themselves with visitor centers, stores, and traffic jams. The Alpine Lakes, however, was different. Many parts are easy to access, but it’s quiet.

The result was that I wanted to capture my experiences and share the wonder with others. I found something I was incredibly passionate about, and I wanted to create images so others could see what I saw and felt — and inspire them to care about it, too.

When you think about it, that’s all art really is. I just didn’t realize that until I found something I was so passionate about and could be in a place where I could hear myself think.

Early this year, I was asked to join 10 of the top landscape photographers in the country for a special exhibit to honor the anniversary of the Wilderness Act. Each of us were invited to provide four framed prints for the exhibit. The only requirements were that the images had to be from federally-designated wilderness areas and the prints have to be huge. We want people who step up to view our work to almost feel like they’re being pulled into the scene.

I had to say, “yes.”

Without the Wilderness Act, there’s a chance the four images I’m exhibiting wouldn’t exist. The Wilderness Act prevented them from being destroyed before I photographed them. And it’s preserved them in their same state since.

But, for me, the Wilderness Act also goes beyond that. If not for it, there’s a chance that none of my images would exist.

(For more information on the Wilderness at 50 gallery exhibition and to see the images Kevin is showing, visit his special Wilderness at 50 page. You can also follow him on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram.)

Thursday, July 31, 2014

The protection of Protection Island

Harbor Seals, Protection Island National Wildlife Refuge, Washington

Protection Island is a small island in the Strait of Juan de Fuca whose name now has a double meaning.

Harbor Seals and Mount Baker, Protection Island, Washington

Located at the mouth of Discovery Bay, the name originally referred to the island’s usefulness to humans. The island nearly stretches across the entrance to the bay, shielding it from some of the strait’s choppy waters.

The island still offers that protection, but now it protects a whole host of wildlife as well.

Hundreds of homes, perhaps even a thousand, were once planned on the island, until Zella Schultz, a wildlife biologist and artist, discovered just how important it was to wildlife. Illness claimed Shultz’s life before she was able to stop the bulldozers from destroying auklet burrows and breeding grounds for gulls, but her friend Eleanor Stopps continued conservation efforts, including buying up available lots on the island.

Bald Eagles on National Wildlife Refuge Sign, Protection Island, Washington

Protection Island became a national wildlife refuge in October, 1982. Everyone you talk to points out that it is the only wildlife refuge created when Ronald Reagan was president. While some may mean that as an indictment of Reagan’s environmental priorities, they all agree that it shows just how special the island truly is.

Technically, the island is not in Puget Sound, but unless you’re talking about lakes, the boundaries of a body of water can be hard to define. Given that the island is just a few miles from the mouth of the sound and that it shares more traits than differences with the sound’s islands, for wildlife statistics, it’s counted as a Puget Sound island.

Under that math, nearly three out of four seabirds that nest in the Puget Sound area now do so on Protection Island. It’s home to largest nesting colony of rhinoceros auklets in the world, and the largest colony of glaucous-winged gulls in Washington state. It is one of only two tufted puffin colonies left in the Puget Sound area. About a thousand harbor seals also raise their young on the island.

When the refuge was established, nine homeowners were grandfathered access to the island; only one still uses it now. Boats travel past, especially during the summer months, but they’re not allowed closer than 200 yards.

Even from that distance, you can hear the commotion on the island. Harbor seals bark as they’re tending to pups that are only a few weeks old. Gulls scream as bald eagles mount another attempt to feed on their young. Black oystercatchers “wheep” as they fly in groups over the shore.

Tufted Puffin, Protection Island National Wildlife Refuge, Washington

The only silence comes from the tufted puffins who swim just offshore to feed on herring.

Watching young harbor seals squirm their way through a dense pack of adult seals laying on the beach flipper to flipper, it’s amazing to see how many animals have moved here since the humans moved out. But it’s also clear that at some point, the animals will have to move yet again.

West Shore, Protection Island National Wildlife Refuge, Washington

As we travel around the west side of the island on our way back to Port Townsend, the first thing you notice is that a huge piece of Protection Island is missing. While the island’s bluffs are as much as 250 feet high, they’re made of sediment dropped by retreating glaciers — not solid rock. Giant pieces break off and tumble into the Strait of Juan de Fuca. At the rate they’ve been going, some believe the island may vanish in as little as 800 years.

Until then, Protection Island is an incredible home for thousands of animals — so many that you can still appreciate the magnitude from a boat 200 yards away.

(This fall, Kevin Ebi will be publishing his first comprehensive portfolio of his nature photography in a book called Living Wilderness. Join the Living Wilderness email list or become a Living Wilderness Facebook fan to learn how to order your copy. Your personal information will not be shared with anyone.)

Pigeon Guillemot Running on Water, Discovery Bay, Washington

Monday, June 30, 2014

Never the same arrangement twice

Corn Lilies and Lupine, Mount Rainier National Park, Washington

My style of photography has always been to capture a "living wilderness." I believe the Earth is as alive as we are. And that means it is dynamic — always changing.

Because our lifespans are so short, it's hard to fathom a time when Mount Rainier wasn't there, when the Hawaiian islands were tiny buds on the bottom of the ocean, when the Grand Canyon was filled. But there are plenty of changes that we can witness.

For me, one of the most visible changes is with the wildflowers in the mountain meadows of Washington state. Some of the meadows are buried under snow for more than half the year. As summer arrives, a carpet of yellow glacier lilies replaces the snow. A few weeks later, they're replaced by white avalanche lilies. Eventually, they're replaced by a wide assortment of flowers, including lupine, bear grass, and paintbrush.

In addition to that change within a year, there can also be dramatic change year-to-year. If the weather is ideal, wildflowers in every imaginable color can completely cover a meadow. In an average year, there are fewer wildflowers both in terms of variety and absolute number. And some years, the wildflowers may not bloom at all.

The annual change can be a reminder not to take anything for granted. Miss this year's bloom and you may not get another chance for a few years.

But it can also provide an exciting opportunity. Even if you've photographed a particular meadow before, it will be different this summer. And next summer. And the summer after that.

I can't wait to see what this summer's wildflower season brings.

(This fall, Kevin Ebi will be publishing his first comprehensive portfolio of his nature photography in a book called Living Wilderness. Join the Living Wilderness email list to learn how to order your copy. Your personal information will not be shared with anyone.)