Welcome!
On The Wing Photography contains posts with my photos plus the authentic stories behind my images.
I am a female photographer and nature writer who travels often to find birds and wildlife.
Wander with me on my photographic journeys via my posts and feel free to look through my photo galleries.
Life is good!
Mia
Welcome!
On The Wing Photography contains posts with my photos plus the authentic stories behind my images. Additionally, you can visit my extensive photo galleries which contain more than 14,000 images of birds, wildlife, flowers, and trees along with photos of the incredible landscapes I visit.
My dream for my site was to be unique and my real life experiences in the field certainly are. For ten years, from May 2, 2015 to May 2, 2025, I never missed a single day of sharing posts.
I am a female photographer and nature writer who travels often to find birds and wildlife.
Wander with me on my photographic journeys via my posts and feel free to look through my photo galleries.
Life is good!
Mia
The Stories Behind My Images
Bright-eyed Chukar
The Chukars are singing from the rocks in the morning and if I am lucky I might be able to photograph them fighting over the hens again like I did three years ago.
Gray Ghost On A Gray Day
Three years ago on a very gray morning I photographed this male Northern Harrier; the Gray Ghost, in flight along the causeway to Antelope Island State Park.
Close Up Of A Singing Western Meadowlark
It was chilly yesterday on Antelope Island but the Western Meadowlarks were singing from perches on rocks and on top of sagebrush.
The Stories Behind My Images
Bright-eyed Chukar
The Chukars are singing from the rocks in the morning and if I am lucky I might be able to photograph them fighting over the hens again like I did three years ago.
Gray Ghost On A Gray Day
Three years ago on a very gray morning I photographed this male Northern Harrier; the Gray Ghost, in flight along the causeway to Antelope Island State Park.
Close Up Of A Singing Western Meadowlark
It was chilly yesterday on Antelope Island but the Western Meadowlarks were singing from perches on rocks and on top of sagebrush.