Spring #photos: I went out with my pocket camera this afternoon and got more momentos of spring. The water is Brandywine Creek, which runs by my house, but thankfully not on the same level, considerably downhill. A neighbor child was trying to blow the tiny seeds off a dandelion head, but making scant progress. "You gotta blow hard," I told him. "Try again, real hard!" He did, clearing half the fluff ball, and smiling.
#photos taken hiking with veterans and other friends in White Clay Creek Preserve this winter. Took these shots with a lovely small rangefinder camera with leaf shutter, the Olympus XA. It fits in a shirt pocket, so is super handy on hikes. Used Kodak Ektar, which produces especially nice reds and blues.
Ah, yes, the Saint Patrick's Day parade in my home town. It was a little while ago, and I just got the #film #photos scanned. You don't have to be Irish to enjoy the celebration, but it helps if you like beer. A neighbor of
mine hires a string band. I made a video. Click on the arrow to start it playing: https://bit.ly/2IgIxS8.
My wife and I go hiking weekly with a group of veterans. It's good for the body and soul. We hike near the northern boundary of Delaware in land formerly owned by a member of the DuPont family. It's now public land, and will remain undeveloped, acres and acres of woodland and grassland. These #photos were taken over the last year on such hikes.
Since the fediverse is multilingual I decided to try my hand at some rhyming poetry in French:
Après la pluie, j'ai envie de goûter les petites gouttelettes sur les pédales arrondies d'une tulipe.
Après la pluie je voudrais jouer sur la trompette d'une jonquille pour annoncer: La sécheresse est finie!
Le jardin peut encore respirer!
The Cow Bird, like the Cuckoo, lays its eggs in other birds' nests. The baby Cow Birds often grow larger than their nest mates and kick them out. The mother birds will nurture the intruder nevertheless. I once photographed a mother Gnatcatcher feeding a baby Cow Bird much bigger than herself. Can you imagine keeping a voracious dependent content on a diet of gnats? Cow Birds are not to be confused with Bronzed Grackles, which have similar colors, but reversed on body and head. See below.
Landscape photography is the slowest kind I do, and for that reason it's calming. I find diagonal lines in landscapes almost essential to lead the eye inward and give energy to the composition. I like people in my landscapes (when passers by luckily appear). They provide scale and they anchor a composition, like garden sculptures do. Light and color are always important, especially good light which is hard to define, but I know it when I see it.
Killed by a sniper's bullet in WW1 poet Joyce Kilmer remembered trees beyond the trenches:
I think that I shall never see
a poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed
against the sweet earth’s flowing breast; a tree that looks at God all day, and lifts her leafy arms to pray; a tree that may in summer wear a nest of robins in her hair; upon whose bosom snow has lain; who intimately lives with rain. Poems are made by fools like me, but only God can make a tree.
I'm fond of small cameras. A favorite of mine is,the Olympus XA. No camera is perfect, and this one has its quirks, but it's a honey of a travel camera. See some #photos of places I've visited with it. The XA has a leaf shutter and fixed 35mm lens. You turn on the meter by opening the clam shell dust cover. It has aperture priority and a split image manual focus. I like to load mine with Kodak Gold 200.
What I've learned by experimentation: #Stalking tips for #bird #photography: Dress in drab clothing & remove jewelry. Hide behind cover whenever available. Keep sun at your back and in bird's eyes. Move slowly and freeze stock still if seen. Hide your eyes with hat bill. (Birds see better than we do and they notice being noticed. They read our eyes). Approach when bird is preoccupied. Steady camera on rock or tree trunk or limb if available.
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