my contribution to the weekly post of “Rare”. Now hummingbirds themselves may not be all that rare. My ability to catch one in a photo is. When I was walking through the gardens at first I thought I was just looking at a large butterfly. Then I noticed who the visitor was and tried very hard to snap the busy bird.
Hope springs eternal even if it is truly unobtainable.
I believe both photos are of cattails – sunrise I’m sure – but not so sure with the red winged blackbird.
Legs …. Legs and feet … by extension are toes included? Some of the easiest places to see legs and feet are near water. My vacation in surfside gives me three views. The first a random walker whom the gulls don’t seem to mind (they always run from me). The next I see frequently at the shore – a gull on one leg. And lastly – my first thing I do every time I go to the shore – is get my toes in the sand.
whoops one more – a very aggressive tiny dog and his people’s legs.
This is a great challenge if for no other reason it keeps me from being stale. I’m not the most organized person in general. my home while clean is cluttered, I constantly look for routine things (keys, wallet, phone, cats) but I am organized about my photos.
So they are ordered by year, then folder. I have folders for Gardens, Pets (sub folders by pet name), Nature, Buildings, Family – and then I have this magical folder called Miscellaneous ….
It is this folder that actually represents my creative side and me searching for new subjects. I was looking around one day and found the spirit ball. I liked the bubbles inside but it wasn’t until I started shooting that I saw the divider screen behind it gave some depth to it. Enjoy
I have been pretty much a photo poster in word press. I do think I would like to start looking at writing, but don’t expect polish for a year or so🙂.
Soft life for Kitty
A choice or adversity
Outside is the best
OK, very bad and obviously not an earnest attempt at haiku. My snoopy is only unstoppable when he chooses. He is a scaredy cat – having gomain ctten attacked by a dog early on – but his happy place it outside. As I won’t let them out without me being actively watching them at all times, the most he can get is an hour. It is his joy and even through this weather – he didn’t come in on his own, I had to bundle up and drag him in. They said he was a ragdoll, but at 15 pounds and with a waterproof tail – I think they lied – I believe more maincoon as he is really loving the snow and would have stayed out til he was frozen …. unstoppable (when he wants)