Have you ever wondered what it’s like to be face to face with an elephant?

I found these amazing images in the “Visions of Earth” gallery on the National Geographic web site. Take a look.
-Bob Hammerstrom

I’ve had my share of “interesting” photo assignments here at The Telegraph. There was the big rock in Lyndeborough, N.H., that we talk about all the time. This afternoon Linda Small of Hudson, brought in an interesting bug to our newspaper.
At first I was taken back. You know - all those pictures people come up [...]

My first trip to what was known as Benson’s Wild Animal Park was when its material was being auctioned off to the highest bidder.  Anything not nailed down, and probably some that was,  or squirreled away was sold and hauled out.  It was in 1989, the year I started working for The Telegraph.
It had quite [...]

Yes, I get to do some cool things in the course of a day as a photojournalist (what a snobby word, eh?).  Just this morning it meant visiting New England Country Pie (anyone who knows me knows I think pie should be its own food group, regardless of filling) and recently it included hanging out with the New [...]

Yes, he could have used a breath mint, as “Bolo” a Pelham police dog in training, walked up to me to check out the camera while I photographed him getting groomed today, May 13, 2009, during a training session in searches. Although, Bolo wasn’t as affectionate as my golden retriever, “Penny,” who licks visitors like a Popsicle, he was curious of the camera.

Have you ever wondered what it was like to be a cow? Every morning you are awakened before daylight, stand in line up to your knees in bovine excrement, and get herded into a cold milking parlor to get a set of suction cups stuck to your udder side. Sound pleasing yet?

There was a reason the regulars at our bird feeders were away this morning. Outnumbered and outsized, the chick-a -dees, nuthatches and finches had to wait for breakfast until the flock of wild turkeys finished their meal.

You can take a pig out of the barnyard, and call it your pet, but you cannot take the barnyard out of the pig and call it clean.

With a winter like we’ve had this year, who in the world would want to move to New Hampshire?
So, is it true that robins fly south for the winter? Are you sure?