A very happy accident that I got while shooting hummingbirds. I almost threw this one away...Dang, all blurry, missed the Hummer…but with a closer look at the “details” I spotted the wing!
This might be my favorite all time picture and it was a complete mishap.
A great lesson here somewhere…..
Incoming!
These are sort of examples of the Opposite of what you might expect………..
This Junco, who forgot to migrate, is singing like it’s Spring….
The bright green of this grass seems to be opposing the snow
Very late apple!
View from cabin on Hood Canal
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Again, would appreciate any feedback on which of these is good. I absolutely love reflections and accidental (“abstract”) photos! (I just wish I would remember to turn off the dang “Date” feature on my little point and shoot Nikon.)
This series looks like the accidental double exposures I used to do years ago with a film camera…uh, if you are too young, about now you are saying “film what? huh?”.
I have this great corner window that looks out on Rhododendrons and lots of birds. In the afternoons the light is ever-changing and magical! Most of these shots are trying to capture some bird through the window but there is this all glass curio cabinet that the sun hits in the later afternoon…..
Hard to discern what is inside and what is outside…….story of my life…..
Grandsons and birds!
This is Juju’s first Close Encounter. At nine years old, he was instantly comfortable with a new friend’s pet.
Interesting side story; this bird’s caretakers build a cat door for the bird to come and go through…which it has for 20 years or so…Talk about your Free Bird! (Can you hear the obvious song in the background?)
I feed my local crows every morning….for 35 years. My neighbors think I am nuts, and compare it to feeding the local RATS!! In their defense, I suppose their diagnosis of me comes from the fact that I stand on my deck “cawing” at the top of my lungs every morning at 7 until my birds show up….and they do! If I am not out there on time, they let me know…loudly!
From my desk, I look right out onto the deck and am just a few feet from them so I take a ton of pictures…not fancy photographs, just “extended animal-family” snapshots.
Crows are amazing birds, unbelievably smart. I keep a pan of water on the deck for them and if the day’s fare is too crunchy, or maybe too salty, these clever birds dip each bite into the water for softening or rinsing, before devouring.
Sometimes there is competition for their daily meal and there is a minor scuffle.
I had read about this one thing crows do that I always wanted to witness and finally, they complied. Like several other species I won’t mention, Teenage Crows act very entitled! They demand to still be fed, sometimes even after they have outgrown their parents.
I found this information on the Cornell bird site:
Most young birds leave their parents soon after leaving the nest, often being chased away, and never see the parents again. In contrast, American crows never chase away their offspring, and the young may remain at home for years….While they wait for a breeding opportunity, most crows help their parents raise young. They help feed the incubating female, feed the nestlings and fledglings, defend the territory and the nest, and stand guard over other family members while they forage. Such cooperative breeding behavior is rare in birds. Only a handful of species in North America exhibit it, and none are as widespread as the American crow. http://www.birds.cornell.edu/crows/planta.htm
Check out this series of snapshots. Can you tell who is the Entitled Teenager?
And FINALLY!!!!
Now, I just want to see a fluffy black baby and my crow dreams will be complete.
Dinner for Braveheart
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Braveheart for Dinner!?
At this age, he fell out of the nest over our back door…twice….
Helpless on the ground!
We put him back with his siblings….and he survived so we called him Braveheart…
But the cats discovered him during his pre-flight and were full of longing……….(this one is Phineas, the Terrorist)….
And they were plotting to get at him……(This one is Zorro, the Gray Blade)….
But who would eat this sweet little guy for dinner?
(By the way, it took him days of hanging out on several close-by perches before he finally fledged….he was pretty damaged by his falls from the nest.)
His parents and siblings continued to drop by at dinnertime to feed him for two weeks.
Here he is, waiting to be fed….
And waiting to FLY!
If these “impossible” connections can happen…..
between predator and prey………..
between newcomer and homey…..
between natural enemies…..
between famous and fan…..
Then maybe in the FUTURE my sisters and I can reunite!!!
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