Frustrated by the difficulty in capturing the non-stop dragonflies, I turned my camera momentarily on this finch foraging its way through the grass around the pond. Of course the minute I did that, it decided to fly off. Still it was easier to track and I got this interesting action shot.
We have a lot of dragonflies flitting around our ponds these days, so I thought I’d try to get a few shots of them. It turns out these critters never stop flying, at least anywhere that I can see them. They might hover in one spot very briefly but before you can get the camera pointed at them, much less get it focused, they have usually moved on. So it turns out it was a pretty effective way of burning through a Sunday afternoon. Of maybe 500 shots total, I got only a couple of good, well-focused images. (Thank goodness I wasn’t using film!)
More fake eggs–too big for this nest! I’ve noticed that the robin nests around our house always contain a number of strands of sagebrush. I wonder if that is just because it is a convenient source of nest material or if there is an additional advantage, say for parasite control. (I read that sage does help with such things, when taken internally anyway.) Or maybe they just like the smell.
So this misquoted line came to my head on a walk the other day: “….and the cowboy jumped over the moon.” What made me think in terms of fractured fairy tales I don’t know; perhaps a residual of watching too many episodes of Rocky and Bullwinkle back in the formative years of my youth.
Apparently to this day there still exists a genre of literature (illustrated or otherwise) devoted to fractured fairy tales. Perhaps the most controversial and disgusting of these come from the NRA who armed characters such as Little Red Riding Hood and Hansel and Gretel in rewrites of their misadventures.