Okay, so on this past Wednesday I felt a tugging at my soul to get out and take some photos. It had been over a week and I just felt the need. Not that the weather was lovely-it was cold and gray. I had decided that even if I took photos of dead leaves and brown grass, then perhaps that was what needed to be recognized.
So, we got in the car and drove to the lake-the same one where I had my Heron Prince Affair-and I kept my soul fingers crossed. The Universe did not disappoint as before we got close I could see the white mounds that I knew had to be birds, many of them. They turned out to be White Pelicans, a variety not so common around here in huge clusters. I grabbed the camera and was out of the car before we finished parking. I made a large circle around so as not to spook them; but truthfully they didn’t seem to mind me at all, stealthy as I was, until I got close enough for them to hear the clicking sounds of the shutter. I find birds don’t mind humans as much as they dislike the clicking and the reflection of the camera lens, both things which might easily be mistaken for hunting implications-a trigger being cocked or the light reflection off of a scope.
I put together a slide show for you of the best of my efforts-their beauty and grace-in the form of a slide show. No other commentary is necessary. These birds have come to mean so much to me. I hope you can appreciate the personality and charm that I see in their eyes.
They didn’t seem to mind my approach, as long as I moved slowly….