Up and away
I was pretty sure that it was going to be too windy for owls today, so I went churchyard birding first, just to make sure that I wasn’t under the kind of photo-less pressure I experienced last Friday afternoon. Robins, … Continued
Golden hour
“I hate contre jour shots,” I said to A, as the owl turned and flew towards us with dazzling low sun behind it. “Ooh!” he said. “I didn’t know you spoke German.” Sigh. This is the standard of photographer I … Continued
Guiting Power
Recently, with R’s help, I’ve been trying to knock a few things off my worry list. For several weeks I’d been fretting (in a pretty low-key way, admittedly) about the ride-on mower, which we were told to run at intervals … Continued
And streeeetch…
“I expect to see some frame-filling shots from you later,” said an ooling owling friend to me last week, having seen several Shorties fly straight past me from his position further along the wall. Well, I failed pretty badly that … Continued
