me…these guys are fast and don’t like my camera.
It’s funny….I’ve always loved birds (I have a falcon tattoo on my arm) but never, when dreaming of photography, did I ever think I’d be one of “those people” who sit in wooded areas waiting out the perfect shot of a bird. Honestly, they didn’t seem very interesting to me. That was before the telephoto lens though, let me tell you. When I realized I could actually catch a bird in flight and see it’s feathers (!!!) I was hooked. Instant. Now I can’t seem to stop.
Here’s a few little feathers that I had fun hunting down this weekend.
I love spring more than any other time of year. The colours around here amaze me. I can’t wait until the lilacs bloom. Those beauties have more shades of purple than seems possible.
These shots were taken at a public park downtown and along my drive to work. Some only last for a week or two before they burst into full green, so it’s a slim moment in time that they need to be captured.
I love flowers as much as the next person but I tend not to photograph them too often. Sometimes the sheer beauty of them just as they are makes me not want to interrupt what they are sending out to the world.
I do however like to digitally enhance pics of flowers to make them look entirely unlike themselves. Adding perspective rarely hurts. 🙂
I woke up at 11 today. My son was still out cold, enjoying a good sleep in, and my hubs was out on the deck getting some nice warm sun on his skin. I drank my tea in the sunshine and all within 30 min, captured a heck of a lot of happy little creatures.
Below: If you look carefully, you’ll see my subject flying away.
Everyone seems willing to share.
These two have a nest in the trees – awaiting their little ones. I love their song more than any other.
I think he’s my little woodpecker friend. Maybe not – light was right at him and it was hard to get a clear shot but I LOVED how this turned out.
There’s the woodpecker, sharing nicely.
Can’t see the birds for all the SPRING! YAYYYY!
And, Finally – the little Robin who gives me hell every time I try to take his photo. I have countless shots of him screaming at me to bugger off and let him rip up my lawn so he can find is dinner. This is him sitting smugly on my roof. He know’s I’m taking the photo but he’s pretending not to care.