Last week, or so, while following fox tracks down an old trail that I had not traveled for several years, my thoughts shifted from fox tracking back to photography. I’ve missed many, maybe, good critter images because of mind wanderings, like following fox tracks.
My thoughts began with,”These are fairly fresh, maybe I’ll see it, or maybe it will flush some prey in my direction.” Then I saw where the tracks circled around a set of red squirrel tracks, then multiple fox tracks where it had been, perhaps still, but shifting its paws. After 30 minutes or so, I remember my camera, or maybe a ruffed grouse flushes, or a deer bolts out of view and I remember the photography element of the outing. I think, “I certainly do not have any loss of concentration issues,” but, perhaps, a photography pun here, a loss of focus! Then, after a few minutes, I realize I’m concentrating on concentration…out of focus again. That’s the way my time evaporates.
I guess I’ll simply accept it and take what ever the spirit gives to me.
These few photos were taken in moments of photographic concentration. The black-backed gull was taken on the Bath waterfront.
I noticed the gull swimming low in the water, it’s feathers soaked. After it came ashore, I noticed that it’s left leg was injured and it moved without using the leg. Sad.
The University of Maine forest provided an opportunity for me to try using my camera’s on-board flash with a downy woodpecker as a subject.
Finally, it’s not a partridge in a pear tree, but it is a female ruffed grouse in an apple tree…close enough for the 12 days of Christmas!