A ‘Baker’s’ Dozen …

Back in my daily newspaper days we were asked at the end of the year to choose a favorite image we had made over the past year. Each of us would weigh the circumstances and possible challenges surrounding each of the images as we made our choices. This was especially true if you took the assignment to heart, and most of us did. Nowadays I’m under no such restrictions, and for the fifth year in a row I’ve been determined to choose my favorite 12 … a dozen among the several hundred images stored in my files from my year in the natural world.

It began by brainstorming, if you will. My initial collection featured some 84 different images which may be cause for laughter among my photojournalistic comrades. Whatever!

Although none made the final cut, there were images from five different Northern Light displays although I had slept through at least two displays and was clouded out on a couple of others. Accumulative, there were at least nine different Northern Lights displays through the year including two each in April, November and now December.  

Which is part of the fun of the exercise. Interestingly, my accumulation of deer images for the year was down significantly. No such issues with birds. Among the many images were birds I hadn’t photographed before, including a Western Meadowlark, White-faced Ibises, Indigo Buntings, Starlings, American Avocets, Catbirds and Bluebirds, to name a few. It seemed that every trip to a different state park would garner images of Catbirds, Yellow and Yellow Rumped Warblers. There were photographs from numerous trips to capture Sandhill Cranes throughout the year, most notably a special photographic expedition at Crane Trust in Central Nebraska for the annual spring migration with nature photographer, Cheryl Oppermann. We also made two trips to the Sherburne National Wildlife Refuge for both Cranes and Swans. 

Wildflowers came through once again as I seem to follow their numerous flora seasons beginning with Pasque Flowers in March. We didn’t make a bog trip this past year, though, although autumn tree and sumac opportunities were both numerous and thoroughly appreciated.

And, you can’t live within the Horizontal Grandeur without capturing big sky images, especially those that capture the ambient light created by both sunrises and sunsets. Monet would be a happy prairie painter!

Several camping trips were made to different Minnesota State Parks along with a two week trip to Iceland and Norway, where every day seemed to offer an array of different waterfalls.

It was a blessed year, and a lot of “tough” decisions were made here on a snowy, gloomy wintry afternoon. My last 30 images were incredibly difficult to pare but I eventually made it down to 24. The last 16 took a long stretch of time. So many choices! A reflective image at Lac qui Parle State Park was very hard to eliminate, along with a nice broadside flight of a Bald Eagle. Some of the images fell into my “photographic poetry” realm, meaning that the feel and texture offered an “impressionistic” mood thanks to the beauty of nature. 

So, here you go (my 12 along with bonus images from Norway and Nebraska. All the rest were made in the prairies and woodlands within a day’s drive from Listening Stones Farm!): 

An early summer sunset over the Minnesota River at the Big Stone National Wildlife Refuge, made special by a couple of swallows gleaning the surface waters for insects.
A “poetic” image of cascading waters made at Whitewater State Park in SE Minnesota.
My first Bluebird image, another gift from Whitewater State Park!
Coneflowers and Big Bluestem dance in the prairie winds at Lac qui Parle State Park.
A rare Bob-O-Link preens itself in the Refuge prairie.
While we’re in the Refuge, an ambient Monet-like sunset was reflected in the West Pool.
Photographic “poetry” of a Staghorn Sumac in the Bonanza area of Big Stone Lake State Park.
During a Douglas Wood writer’s conference at Osprey Woods ELC, I was in search of sturdy “old wood’ as I dealt with a bit of soul-shaking vulnerability, and this trio surely helped by offering an image of strength with an array of artistic color.
Another “poem” … both strength and softness were portrayed in an oak savanna in the Bonanza area of Big Stone Lake State Park.
Among my favorite images of a Redwing Blackbird murmuration, made outside of Appleton. Over my years of living in the Western Minnesota Prairie I’ve heard oldtimers talk of having the skies blackened by a Redwing Migration, and now I’ve experienced one.
Even small, shallow prairie wetlands can come alive in the ambient light of a December sunset! Oh, Claude, where were you?

And now, for my bonus images:

Thanks to a three day drive in western Norway by my son, Aaron Troye-White, this was perhaps a most cherished moment … a waterfall cascading through a high mountain meadow above the fjords of his adopted country!
Made in the “blue hour” after sunset, Sandhill Cranes prepare to land in the North Platte River at a Crane Trust river site. Due to the low light, the blurs are other cranes nearing the landing site. Although one might find reasons to dismiss this image, it’s perhaps my favorite of the year, and certainly my favorite of all the images I’ve made in three different trips to the spring Sandhill migration in central Nebraska!` Why? Because of the interesting and perhaps unique challenge of fading light, the natural blueness of the moment, actually capturing the birds in their landing positions, and, again, simply the pure photographic “poetry” of the moment … all elements of photographic impressionism.
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About John G. White

Somewhat retired after a long award-winning career in newspapers (Wisconsin State Journal, Dubuque Telegraph-Herald, Denver Post and a country weekly, the Clara City Herald). Free lance photographer and writer with credits in more than 70 magazines. Editor with various Webb Publishing magazines in St. Paul, and a five year stint as editorial director at Miller Meester Advertising.

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