Land where most of my people are from.
These are pictures from a trip taken 10 years ago with my digital. It was very different from another trip taken there 20 years before that when our children were young and there were such nice bogs at the time. Could not find that area, if it even exists anymore. I have a few pictures taken with a disc camera from the 80’s of the bogs but if any of you are even familiar with that format, you know the quality was not very good. I had a 35 mm but purchased a Kodak disc because it was smaller, auto focus and didn’t want to risk my good camera in that environment of water and sand. I always took a cheap camera to the beach.
I love birds. I used to have finches for years in a super huge cage. I can’t believe I used to take care of them the way I did. I learned how to trim their claws but left their beaks to the Cuttlebones they always had, no problems with trimming.
Later with children we had parakeets. Some were so loving and easily trained, just like a member of the family and other times, they were skittish and wanted to bite you if you tried to sit them on your finger. So much for cheap department store birds. Always try for the finger tamed well taken care of birds from breeders, they are a lot more expensive but worth it. Healthier as well.
Birds of Prey, Turkey Vultures to be exact, are very prevalent in my area. Sometimes you see swarms of them, maybe 30 or more at a time sweeping the skies in formation and then they are gone for a while.
I purchased a small Christmas tree this year and placed a few small bulbs and black birds as decorations along with a string of battery operated micro LED lights.
This photograph reminds me of one of my favorite poems. It is something to think about anytime you get caught up in the mainstream guilt of never doing quite enough in your life or in this world. This poem really says it all in the grand scheme of things. I never realized this as I “accidentally” leaned my homemade trellis against my garage one day when storm clouds came into view, planning to finish it later. It had a very convenient overhang that kept all these little ones dry in the storm. I looked out to see them all sitting there and took this shot with my telephoto from my house. Unusual enough to make me dig out the camera for this shot and I felt happy for them that I did this. I ended up leaving it here for the summer.
If I Can Stop One Heart From Breaking
by Emily Dickinson
If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin unto it’s nest again,
I shall not live in vain.
A few shots of solitude birdie style. Sorry my theme is late.
And other things too!