Something catches the corner of my eye, and then I hear it: the rush of wings, and the reedy call of a flock of Bohemian waxwings, coming to feed on the remains of the fruit from the ornamental crabapple trees in our neighbourhood.
Whether I’m working, blogging, or gardening, I drop what I’m doing and run for my camera. Then I walk slowly and calmly to what I hope is just outside the “spook range” for these magnificent birds, and do what I can.
After a week or so of these unpredictable waves, I have many shots.
I have underlit ones.
I have well-lit but slightly blurry ones.
I have ones with a distracting background.
I have low-res ones taken at the limits of the camera’s zoom.
I have a few that I think are OK, but where I’d still like more detail.
I have one where I just don’t care about the sharpness or lack thereof: I like it anyway.
And I have a few that I’m quite tickled with: sharp pictures where I can see some feather detail, and the bird is doing its bird thing.
My photographer friends tell me that a subject should fill half the frame on zoom, if I want to get acceptable resolution. So given that this is where many of these shots started, I can’t really complain!
But could someone have a talk with the birds? I’d like them to be a whole lot less spookable.