Are you ready for a test of the speed of your reflexes? I’ve come up with what I hope my readers will find is a fun and interesting little experiment that will demonstrate how quick you have to be to photograph a small bird as it’s taking off. We’ll even see how I did with the same test.
Yesterday morning we found a family of at least four Say’s Phoebes in the Wasatch Mountains. The adults were feeding their hungry fledglings.
Sometimes a bad habit can give us a second chance and allow us to avoid making a mistake.
This is one situation where I’ll allow one of my personal photographic ‘rules’ to be broken.
Amputating body parts in photography is one thing but it’s something else altogether when you do it to yourself. And your guillotine is a very sharp knife instead of a camera.
If you’re not interested in this subject as a photographer I would think many bird lovers would be interested in it as a demonstration of how incredibly fast little birds are.
Not a great shot but for me the degree of difficulty makes it one I was happy to get. I’ve been trying for weeks to get a photo similar to this one, taken 6 days ago in the Wasatch Mountains.
Or at least that’s what it looks like. A short post today with an image that both amuses and frustrates me.
Yesterday morning I had another supremely challenging session with the nest-building waxwings in the Wasatch Mountains.
This is far from a typical image from me and to be honest I almost deleted it before I looked at it more carefully.
It’s been a long time since I’ve been able to get decent shots of Mountain Bluebirds so it was great fun to photograph both a male and a female in the Wasatch Mountains yesterday morning.
In the past I’ve discussed the many reasons why I prefer to photograph birds of any species in the few hours after sunrise so I won’t repeat myself here. But yesterday morning I was reminded of yet another reason that applies specifically to owls.
