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Happy Thanksgiving

Pardon me? These wild guys were wandering through the backyard and probably are not adorning anyone’s table today. By chance the other photo – I have been called a “turkey” – slipped into the post serendipitously. It’s appropriate too. To all the scattered family this year, I wish you all a “Happy.”


Hummingbird

I don’t see them often. Photographing them is not easy – for me. I am thankful for a chance and an opportunity. It’s a work in progress – like so many other things for me. The situation was clearly not ideal. I shot in poor light through a screen and window. The shutter speed was to slow to freeze the wing motion. There’s plenty to criticize. But, then, I got one more pic of a hummingbird. Otherwise, there would be no discussion of technique.


Osprey

We passed him going up the road. I thought he was an eagle and turned around to try for a shot. I always have a camera somewhere close. Meanwhile Colleen did not estimate the spot well. She thought he’d flown. But no! I came upon him in the same tree. He was eating a meal. (Don’t ask what the dead thing is.) I got a mug shot – right, left, and frontal. Nice detail. It was kind of like a school photo. Action or some unique behavior would have been appreciated. I was happy to catch a good shot. I thought he was an eagle. But an osprey is good too. They don’t exactly sit by the road and pose. At least I did not get funny expressions as he chewed.


Snow Geese

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Canadian. They make quite a showing as they migrate. Thousands. It’s a big flock. I was fascinated by the landing pattern. It was choreographed like an airport. They circled and came into the wind to land. Of course, there was no spacing. You fly in both directions simultaneously. No crashes. No harm no fowl.


Moral dilemma

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We have a lot of discussion about the world. Do you recycle? Do you know that much of it goes to China? It’s not turned into renewable things. It’s just trash in China. How about chicken? Here’s how they transport them. Don’t tell me about the awful conditions they are treated in Delaware. Organic eggs cost nearly $5 a dozen as opposed to $2.09. You decide. By looking at an egg I can tell that you did not lie and that that egg came from a happy chicken? It’s tortuous thinking. As I said, we debate a good many things. $5 or $2, it’s a dilemma.


Chicken

Why’d the chicken go to the post office? Ha ha again. Not too much time between turkeys and chickens. Funny. We were rural – traveling back roads. Why not? I see chickens all the time. But in the parking lot of the post office?…. It (the chicken) was certainly used to people. It never flinched or scurried as I shot my pics. What does a chicken find to eat in a parking lot? Leftover “fries.?”


Turkey

Why’d the turkey cross the road? Ha! There be wild turkeys! Both sides of the road. I saw them coming over the hill in the car. Ha again! I was the one in the car…I slowed well before we got there. Then I let the car slowly roll down toward them. No good. They were skittish and nervous and started to run/hide. I got a few shots to document that I had actually seen them. Hey! There were turkeys. See?!

For the purists: Green tint – car glass/windshield. And focus – you can’t always get what you want through car glass. … too lazy to correct in digital processing.


Too good to be true

So, we wandered through the animal display at the country fair. I’m not interested in chickens or rabbits. They are caged and you can’t get a good image. Whoa! Was I wrong! Thanks for dragging me in. Can you believe the images I got eyeball to eyeball with these chickens. And one even laid an egg for me. Hairy feet? Ok feathered feet? Crowing on demand? And the colors and the patterns. Oh my! I’m used to Perdue under plastic wrap. Too beautiful to eat… This was an extraordinarily wonderful unexpected find that I was dragged into seeing. Thanks!


Scene at the beach

I found it curious that the gull sat on the sign. He let me take his picture. So, I did. It was a beautiful sunny day. I’m glad to see the gulls are following the rules.

 


Sad – Happy? ending

This barn swallow sibling sat in the nest perched to fly on fly away day. He/it/she did not fly that day. All ready but no go. Timid? Who knows? I was shocked when we came in and found him on the concrete in front of the garage. For a moment I thought I’d struck it with my car. Nope. It was alive. It couldn’t stand. It didn’t fly. I picked him up and we quickly did an internet search. “Put him back in the nest.” we were instructed. Done! The other siblings flew away. Ok, that works. The next morning revealed our poor swallow on the concrete again. Pushed out of the nest? I saw one swallow briefly. But otherwise there was no indication of any family about. Calls to different agencies landed me with a call from a bird rescue group. I later hooked up with a local rep and we handed off the poor guy to his care. Our bird was still alive when we made the handoff. I hope he gets better and flies away.