On my recent trip to the beach I got some nice shots of Short-Billed Dowitchers, as I usually do. I had some of the best lighting conditions I’ve ever had when shooting them. It was full sunshine, coming from over my shoulder instead of from behind them as it often does. It’s hard to imagine how I could get a better closeup than this.
I even managed to get a nice shot of a small flock of them on an “island” as the tide rose.
I’d entirely forgot I got this shot because I was focusing on getting good shots of the Ruddy Turnstone, a much rarer sighting.
I guess I took both of these shots for granted and didn’t post them because I usually see dowitchers during Spring and Fall migration, and they lack the bright plumage of a Ruddy Turnstone or Western Sandpiper.
So, it seemed a little strange to me that I got excited when a small flock of dowitchers (John Riegsecker told me these are actually Long-Billed Dowitchers, not the Short-Billed I shot at the beach) landed in the Theler wetlands during my last walk there.
I must admit this was an “action” shot compared to most shots I get of them when they’re focused on feeding.
I also like this rather strange “line-up” shot.
I even spent more time than I should have trying to get a better shot of this dowitcher that was hidden behind the trees between the trail and the refuge (looks remarkably similar to the shot above, though definitely not as good).
Familiarity doesn’t necessarily produce “contempt,” but it may well produce indifference. If we’re lucky, something may happen that will make us see the familiar in a new way.