Migrants

I don’t normally notice or even know the names of small birds, only raptors.

But I was pleasantly surprised yesterday at Ft. DeSoto Park to find a couple of colorful little fellows who don’t even live here. They are just stopping in for mulberry pie on their way back elsewhere. I looked up their names in my Smithsonian Handbook.

Scarlet Tanager

Rose-Breasted Grosbeak

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February 2018 Slideshow

In spite of a painful bout of bursitis which reduced me to hobbling with a cane for a couple of weeks, I was able to capture a few ‘honorable mentions’ which I have stitched together in this month’s retrospective.

Mostly birds. Not surprising, as I have been carrying a long lens on my new camera everywhere I go – and these days I tend to gravitate to the water’s edge. I threw in a couple of miscellaneous images just to break the monotony.

And the final image, of course, as always, is my constant companion, Tzuri. She insists on having the last word.

[The first word too, as it’s difficult to be a serious photographer while simultaneously supervising a frisky dog darting this way and that.]

Music: “A Slow Storm Brews” by My Friend the Chocolate Cake.

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Alley Oops #66

Murals are still springing up all around town. I still take their pictures. It’s just that being a multitasker with so many on-going projects I haven’t had time to process & post any lately.

Here is a short slideshow of recent favorites which you haven’t seen yet.

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[a Monday sampling of signs, murals, graffiti]

A Moveable Feast

A friend of mine who lives alone likes to invite a wild rabbit to dinner.

With a little prodding he upgraded the presentation to a 5-Star experience.

Then yesterday I discovered a sumptuous repast carefully set out under a shade tree next to a bubbling brook.

Looks like some serious competition for you, Bill!

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