Out On a Limb

It’s four o’clock Friday here in the PNW, and the sun has finally broken through the clouds, much too late to help in the taking of pictures. Although it didn’t rain this morning, it was a gray morning and I had to turn the camera ISO up to 400 to compensate for the the lack of light, though I really didn’t notice a particularly high noise level in today’s shots.

I had another confrontation with a doe and her fawn where they simply weren’t going to let me go by. Luckily I was nearly at the end of the trail, so I didn’t push the issue.

In my first walk-through, I noticed that the barn swallows were particularly frantic today, and on the way back I knew why when I spotted these two chubby guys sitting on the rail next to some adults. It must take a lot of insects to feed these two:

Not only were there a lot of Barn Swallows, there was also a lot of Great Blue Herons at the wetlands. About the time you think you think you couldn’t possibly use another heron shot, you find another shot you just have to take.

I’ve seen herons in trees before, but always so far away I couldn’t get a decent shot. This one let me get so close:

that it actually made me a little uncomfortable when he turned and stared at me:

5 thoughts on “Out On a Limb

  1. I only wanted to thank you for the image of the heron. For me Great Blues are spirit birds; they remind me, too, of that beautiful Wendell Berry poem. I like this photographic stanza.

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