D9 Daydreamer- Canadian Rockies Grizzly Bear
It’s an early, frosty morning in the Canadian Rockies
The world is still, the silence broken only by the crunch of frozen earth beneath the Wildlifers boots. A layer of white frost clings to the ground and coats every blade of grass as well as the towering trees that surround him.
Then, in a break in the trees, he spots her. A powerful shape, moving slowly through the field. Her thick fur is matted with frost, and as she pauses, her breath billows in the cold air. For a moment, the photographer simply watches, the camera in his hands. The bear is older now, perhaps a little slower, but still every bit the force of nature she has always been. He’s documented her life—each season, each change for 2 decades.
She moves again, slowly, deliberately, each step leaving a fresh print in the snow. The photographer raises his camera, his fingers steady despite the chill, capturing the quiet majesty of this ancient, untamed creature.
Eric Seemann is “ The Wildlifer”
It’s an early, frosty morning in the Canadian Rockies
The world is still, the silence broken only by the crunch of frozen earth beneath the Wildlifers boots. A layer of white frost clings to the ground and coats every blade of grass as well as the towering trees that surround him.
Then, in a break in the trees, he spots her. A powerful shape, moving slowly through the field. Her thick fur is matted with frost, and as she pauses, her breath billows in the cold air. For a moment, the photographer simply watches, the camera in his hands. The bear is older now, perhaps a little slower, but still every bit the force of nature she has always been. He’s documented her life—each season, each change for 2 decades.
She moves again, slowly, deliberately, each step leaving a fresh print in the snow. The photographer raises his camera, his fingers steady despite the chill, capturing the quiet majesty of this ancient, untamed creature.
Eric Seemann is “ The Wildlifer”
It’s an early, frosty morning in the Canadian Rockies
The world is still, the silence broken only by the crunch of frozen earth beneath the Wildlifers boots. A layer of white frost clings to the ground and coats every blade of grass as well as the towering trees that surround him.
Then, in a break in the trees, he spots her. A powerful shape, moving slowly through the field. Her thick fur is matted with frost, and as she pauses, her breath billows in the cold air. For a moment, the photographer simply watches, the camera in his hands. The bear is older now, perhaps a little slower, but still every bit the force of nature she has always been. He’s documented her life—each season, each change for 2 decades.
She moves again, slowly, deliberately, each step leaving a fresh print in the snow. The photographer raises his camera, his fingers steady despite the chill, capturing the quiet majesty of this ancient, untamed creature.
Eric Seemann is “ The Wildlifer”
Eric Seemann is “ The Wildlifer”
