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Posts Tagged ‘birds’
a bit of brightness for your day
Posted in Branches, Inspiration, Nature Notes, On the Road, tagged beauty, birds, feathers, finch, Inspiration, nature, Photography, yellow on December 7, 2018| 1 Comment »
a robin maybe
Posted in Branches, Inspiration, Nature Notes, tagged beauty, birds, Inspiration, nature, Photography, serenity, urban landscape on September 19, 2018| Leave a Comment »
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bird on a tree
Posted in Branches, Inspiration, Nature Notes, tagged beauty, birds, Inspiration, landscape, nature, nature photography, Photography, woodpecker on September 17, 2018| Leave a Comment »
golden eye
Posted in Branches, Inspiration, Nature Notes, tagged avian, birds, Inspiration, nature photography, Photography, urban landscape on September 2, 2018| 3 Comments »
and in that field …
Posted in Branches, Inspiration, Nature Notes, On the Road, tagged birds, Inspiration, nature, nature photography, Photography, urban landscape on August 25, 2018| 1 Comment »
… birds were present as well as the bees. This is the only young one who would sit still for me. I think he’s still testing his wings.
hummingbird
Posted in Branches, Inspiration, Nature Notes, On the Road, tagged beauty, birds, hummingbirds, Inspiration, nature, Photography on June 18, 2018| Leave a Comment »
egret
Posted in Inspiration, Nature Notes, On the Road, tagged beauty, birds, egrets, Inspiration, nature, Photography, San Pablo Bay National Wildlife Refuge, travel, wildlife on June 10, 2018| 4 Comments »
I kept wanting it to take flight, to see its wings fill with light, but it did not want to fly apparently, no matter how many times it lifted its wings. I chanced upon the egret in my usual way, stepping to the edge of a structure and peering over to see what I might see, and there so still in the grass it stood …
… before taking those high-legged steps into the water …
… and then back out again onto land, feathers ruffled but still not taking flight. An impasse. Finally under the heat of the intense noonday sun I moved on suspecting that with my back now turned the egret’s wings spread and silently beat the air as it rose upward and upward, away.
https://www.fws.gov/refuge/san_pablo_bay/
