I haven't done one of these in a while. It was gorgeous today and we're due for a winter storm tonight and tomorrow because Winter has finally chosen to make an appearance, so, I decided to do one of those feed-the-soul things and take my camera on a little walk-about. This little guy was one of the few birds I saw out and about. When you have hair sheep, you have spindles of wool on fences. Linus
Yesterday was a great morning to be out with the camera. The sun was blindingly bright, the sky deep blue and clear, sweatshirt temperature, and treacherously beautiful. The world sparkled. Encased in crystal. As the sun warmed, the air became filled with a sound like crinkling cellophane, or the crackling of fire. The light, silvery tinkle of the ice relinquishing its hold on branches and clattering to the ground. Even the fences were encased, the ice forming a glass-like echo as it pulled away. This poor robin was wondering what happened to spring. And the Bluebird of Happiness wasn't so happy trying to cling to the click sumacs.
It's been a while since I hauled my camera out. The actual one. Not the cell phone one. A couple days ago, I discovered our hawks are nesting in a tree on the lot line This tree, as a matter of fact They've never nested here before. I suspected they were in the woods to the north of our property, but never knew for sure. Perhaps this is a new pair. A closer view of the nest, minus mom & dad. In any case, I love birds of prey. Always have. I'm thrilled to have the hawks and the Great Horned Owls on our place. Seeing the nest so close, inspired me to dust off my camera and see if I could get any decent shots of the parents. I decided I'd make a little walk-about out of it, and introduce Dillon to some of his new world. Unfortunately, this is the only shot I