I've been madly doing chores all the day long because my free time is restricted as of tomorrow. Of the many tasks and desires on my list was the notation to "try to get a bird photo". The only way I could do that was to use the bigger lens and wait for many hours to catch the little critter in the 1.3 seconds it takes to enter and leave the nest. So, the lens has been trained on the nest for the entire day and I've been dashing back and forth after tasks are ticked off that list to spend 5 min. here and there waiting and watching. Just 10 minutes ago (and before cleaning the house), I gave myself the many minutes it would need to simply stand and watch the nest with my camera trained on the big lens, long distance glasses on my face, close ups around my neck and arms aching, screaming from holding them up for minutes at a time. As I stood there stubbornly watching the nest move gently as the bird inside poked and pushed whatever structural material it had in it's beak into place on the inside, I began to doubt this particular desire. The birds are so small and so fast that there didn't seem much sense waiting............. All of a sudden at the mouth of the nest was the Bushtit! There it was and I clicked and hoped, hoped, hoped that I'd managed some image. Enjoy the result.
Monday, April 12, 2010
Look at this wee bird!
I've been madly doing chores all the day long because my free time is restricted as of tomorrow. Of the many tasks and desires on my list was the notation to "try to get a bird photo". The only way I could do that was to use the bigger lens and wait for many hours to catch the little critter in the 1.3 seconds it takes to enter and leave the nest. So, the lens has been trained on the nest for the entire day and I've been dashing back and forth after tasks are ticked off that list to spend 5 min. here and there waiting and watching. Just 10 minutes ago (and before cleaning the house), I gave myself the many minutes it would need to simply stand and watch the nest with my camera trained on the big lens, long distance glasses on my face, close ups around my neck and arms aching, screaming from holding them up for minutes at a time. As I stood there stubbornly watching the nest move gently as the bird inside poked and pushed whatever structural material it had in it's beak into place on the inside, I began to doubt this particular desire. The birds are so small and so fast that there didn't seem much sense waiting............. All of a sudden at the mouth of the nest was the Bushtit! There it was and I clicked and hoped, hoped, hoped that I'd managed some image. Enjoy the result.
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