by Debra Denker
Great critter cam photos are a matter of luck rather than photographic skill — although a little bit of editing magic can turn a mediocre photo into a great one.
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by Debra Denker
I conceived Weather Menders during a very hot summer visit to the UK in 2013. I had been looking forward to escaping the heat that in recent years has become characteristic of Santa Fe summers by going…
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by Debra Denker
On the first day of autumn, I’m riding through a changing forest — tall, deep green ponderosas interspersed with the butter-gold of aspens, and shrubs ranging from pale crimson to deep russet to coral…
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by Debra Denker
It’s obvious that something is very wrong with the land before our plane even lands in Fort Yukon, Alaska, known to its indigenous Gwich’in inhabitants as Gwich’in Zhee.
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by Shannon Romeling
The warm New Mexico sun was beating down on us as we hiked along the bright green, grassy banks of the Rio Grande and scrambled over giant jet-black volcanic rocks. We were within a few minutes of our…
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by Jean Stevens
“Seeking Harmony and Happiness in an Unsettled World” is the theme of the fourth edition of the Taos Environmental Film Festival, which will take place between April 18 and April 22 this year.
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by Debra Denker
The pod of five dolphins gracefully, effortlessly, swims past me, perhaps a dolphin-length away. Entranced, I simply follow. Dolphins swim with powerful vertical thrusts of their tails, and for a few moments…
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by The Kids of the Field Institute of Taos
Susie Fiore founded the Field Institute of Taos (FIT) in 1996, blending her background in archaeology and her experience as a youth ski instructor to create an organization that provides local children…
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by Ron Dans
I began my photographic journey around the age of 14, when my parents gave me a 120 Yashika camera. I was fascinated to see the upside-down image on the ground glass, and even more astounded when the prints…
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by Debra Denker
As I open my garden gate on an uncharacteristically sultry Southwest summer afternoon, I hear a growl, a thump and then scrabbling in the Russian olive tree above me. I round the corner and come face to…
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