A spur of the moment stop to a quiet and pretty spot.
These photographs were taken as the sun first began to shine through the trees.
This sparrow was one of the first birds to not only stop by, but to stay still long enough for some test shots. I used spot metering here rather than the typical method. Also a medium lens of 300mm.
I have been wanting to pay more attention to metering methods and bird photography. This morning seemed as good a time as any.
I choose the medium size 300mm lens for a specific reason also. I needed a free hand for my coffee.
The leaves are falling fast. We have had heavy rain, wind, a little sun, just about every type of weather has come through.
There is a chance these may be my last photographs with fall colors for the season. I hope not, but just in case I have added them here.
I believe this is a White Capped Sparrow. If not I will have a correction posted in the comments fairly quickly.
I had been playing tag with a juvenile Bald Eagle and lost the game. No Eagle photos today. But as a consolation prize this sparrow was chased out of the brush when the Eagle made his last pass.
I’ll take the opportunity to photograph the little fast guys any day.
NOTE: The expert has sent me the correction! Avain101 tells me it is a White-throated Sparrow. I stand corrected.
Three evening photographs taken across the Connecticut River.
The first as the sun set, throwing soft light on the fall trees.
The following two were from a vantage point about 1/2 mile further north when we realized just how full the moon was.
As it became darker a large flock of Canadian Geese flew low over the river and within minutes an adult Bald Eagle skimmed the water fishing. It can’t get an better than this!
Fall colors, mist rising from the river, and for good measure a Tern working the water.
These Terns usually do not come up the river this far. My good fortune he did.
Usually when we shoot fog along the river the mist is very clearly defined. It’s what I always look for. In these images I went a little down river and found a completely different perspective.
The thick fog hid most everything except along the banks. The fall colors were clear, but not much else.
The next few times I go out to photograph river fog I think I will start down stream.
I noticed a Gull acting strange the other day. He flew a few feet up in the air, then dove straight down. I assumed he was catching fish, but I watched and realized, never a fish. Just jumping up and down.
I had a long lens and zoomed in. Well, the bird had perfect form. Every dive he positioned his legs like a high diver.
The photos here are the clearest, but he did this same position over and over. He finally stopped and floated around looking pleased with himself.
Now, the next time I see a gull diving I need to catch the action again. I never paid attention but I bet they all do it.