Admittedly, I am not great at night photography… but I’m learning, and the best way to get better is to go out and shoot. So I tried my hand at some night shots of cacti.
The clouds were troublesome… but cool. It’s tough, as by the time the stars come out the foreground is dark. Stomping around the cacti had me putting my foot in it – cactus, that is. Here the moon is just shining through the clouds while the stars try to make an appearance.
One this is for sure… I need more practice, and look forward to it.
The more I study the animals, the more I am convinced that they each have their own personality. The males of the species are much more spooky, while the females are more docile.
We caught this nice little buck enjoying the day after a recent snow storm. He was soaking up the snow looking for food and water.
He seemed very content, and not in a hurry to get anywhere…. and I was happy to watch him and take it in.
They say that some of the best photos are taken from your subject’s perspective. So if you are taking photos of a child or pets… to do it from their low vantage point. It brings more story telling to the photograph, seeing the world from their eyes.
One of my recent favorite subjects are these baby deer I keep seeing. There must be 4 families, with one mom and one baby each. Sometimes I see them all at once… sometimes only one at a time.
However I see them, it’s always a treat, and something I never tire of. The little fawns are each different. Some more playful, some more timid… some more scrawny, some more filled out.
Mom is ever watchful and protective of their new little ones, and quick to sense danger. It has been fun to watch their behavior and individual traits.
For more deer photos see my photo … here.
We saw our first fawn, and I posted the photos here.
Since then we have had several sightings of different families. It has been an enormous treat to see these precious baby deer.
Mom is still very protective and constantly checking on her little ones. It’s so awesome to watch.
I can tell one family that comes by, as dad is still hanging out with them… usually waiting in the wings ever watchful.
The other day we had a hawk surveying our property. The blue jays and birds were none too happy about having this predator in their midst. The blue jay dive bombed the hawk to let him know he was an unwelcome guest.
The ground was still and quiet. The squirrels and chipmunks generally frolicking about were hiding … shivering in their little makeshift homes maybe. You could almost hear the ground settle with a sign of relief when he left.
It reminded me of this stunning video from National Geographic. Have you seen it? How did they get this footage… amazing. Check it out…. Epic Chase video
If you may have read my last post here , you saw that we had a traumatic event when we lost the truck & camper we had spent the last 18 months custom building. That event was 5 weeks ago this week. The pain and drama of it all has worn off, and we are moving on.
Today… a fellow fire fighter sent us photos that someone going the opposite direction on the double divided highway had taken of John fighting his own truck fire. It’s not often you get to see yourself in action at a major event in your life.
All I have to say is… it’s a small world, that these photos found their way to us. What are the odds. It has brought it all back for us… though we are still in the middle of cleaning up the aftermath, but the emotions of the moment are brought back to the forefront.
BTW… the guy with the fire extinguisher in his hand (on the left) trying to put out the flames before the fire department arrived is John (my husband… and hero). The guy standing behind the truck is a guy who was on his way to fire school… where John was headed… who was kind enough to loan him his fire extinguisher.
There has been a myriad of details that have come to light just in the stories that John recalls from the frenzy of events of that day. The one that sticks the most in my mind is the fact that he estimates he had 2 minutes to get out of the truck. He had tried to get back into the truck after trying to put out the engine fire to claim other goods. In the midst of the engine fire, the doors of the truck had automatically locked. Had John been inside he wouldn’t have been able to get out. As it was he escaped with nothing more than the clothes on his back. The Blue Ridge Fire Department t-shirt he is wearing, is the only one he has left, as all the others he had were destroyed in the fire… along with everything else in our 20 year old truck, less than year old utility bed and camper top… all GONE and destroyed in the fire.
Sooooo…. there is a moral to this story.
We have purchased rescue tools for all our friends.
John has one tie wrapped to the hold bar on my Jeep. Everyone should have one. It may save your life one day. Get one today. They are cheap. It’s like a center punch… one little click and it shatters the window and allows one to get out. Never know when you might need one.
It seems too early, not even in October yet, but there is a definite chill in the air and you can feel winter is coming. So we decided to do a scouting trip to check out Fall Colors.
It’s a strange year, as some leaves are just turning from their resident bright green to shades of pale green. Other maples are in full color and even falling to the ground floor.
It certainly isn’t in full color, as the leaves are patchy only in some areas. There’s no denying it though… it has started early, with more to come. I love the mosaic tapestries that the leaves and tangle of trees weaves. It’s fascinating to watch this myriad of color dot the landscape.
It’s always fun and challenging to try to capture this awesome season and convey it’s many splendors.