Walking Again.

Its was so good to get out today even if I was a little slow taking care of my new Achiles tendon. The Swans have arrived with the Tufted ducks and a few geese but no Coots yet. The comorant was busy as usual catching the fish in the lake.

It was great to watch all the different species and behavior I had not witnessed before. The young gulls were taking leaves from the water and flying up to drop from height. On the beach they do this to break shells, so it was great seeing the practicing this skill.

The Swan is a great bird to observe, with so many different movements from cleaning its feathers to sinking low into the water as it chases the other Swan intruder.

Trees loose the multi coloured leaves as they hang on like a game who is the last one on the 🌳. They look for a place to land like a para coming into land. Some will make it to water and float away, some will fall to be collected by the Grey Squirrel to nestle in a V shape as the winter house.

They will pile up against log piles making a warm fefuge for the Hedgehog, not seen in my garden for 5 years now. It once came out for nuts at 3 and sat quietly with me, the rubber of the on the tyre its final hour.

Its all the signs and sounds of Winter around the Geese calling me we here to be found in a lush green field they rest on the ground. They feed in peace, but eyes scan the flock, its the green figure again creeping like a Fox every step so slow now sound do you know.

The colour Teal is approaching to the mud banks, flying in formation twisting and turning like Red Arrows at the display. They take the warmth of the winter sun on their body’s, patiently waiting for the tide to arrive.

The Green man is here again a voice whispers, he ha a different camera this year, will he get me in flight, to be displayed hopefully not in Black and White.

The Reeds on the estuary are higher then the man, knowledge from his Hard Drive, his wildlife memory Bank telling him that a beautiful white Egret will arrive soon to feed on the mud flats as the tide unsettles small creatures for him to feast on. The Aperture set shutter speed just write it takes flight pure white like a Kite.

Stepping out of the metal motorised vehicle the man moves through the undergrowth, ferns bluebells flowers of all descriptions of many colours. Tall small even attach to the old brick wall. The excitement builds as the heart races once more the animal and bird wait as the Camouflage object appears between the small gap. Eyes trained to lock on to any slitest movement.

Short Eared Owl Canon 50D 100-400mk1

Their eyes meet like to lovers for the first time, slowly the round button is pressed halfway to gain focus then 123 like the burst of his machine gun, breathing, heart rate slowing he lowers the Lens and just looks at the wonder of the beauty before him.

The animals and birds seen through the camera of all makes and models over a long period of time, countries and scenery will always drive him on to encounter another wonderful image and story how the man puts %150 into planning his next mission.

The Power Of Full Frame Mirrorless

Today i went to the Lake to try the 1.4 Ext on the 200-600 and the results are breath taking. The gulls were practicing the dropping of shells using the leaves in the water, they were in the middle of the lake so i used the APS-C mode and after cropping the image quality is amazing.

Sony A7r4 200-600 +1.4 Ext

This is the first time out after being in a cast since April where i can capture the birds in flight. Yes there only gulls but they i can see the tracking and focusing on theses birds who give the birds in flight technique a great opportunity.

I have always had a gripe about extenders but this combination gives you more reach and gets fantastic results with amazing image quality at f9.

Look at Creatures

When you see the spider on the roof of your static van at night, leave it in peace, no more insects fly about as he sits and waits for it, making your environment insect free.

Don’t step on an ant or any creature in your pathway, stride over be kinder it will make you feel better. They all have a part to play, let the wasp or bee out by opening a window it flys away and you will feel better.

Help the creature

Colours in the distance

The soft brush gentle and with emotional feeling moved around the old wooden pallet. Colours from past paintings 🖼 all with there story and how they became famous after the artist death.

The old withered hand, ageing hands dark from hours of sun, down by the old boat 🏠. Moving with grace another beautiful masterpiece is created from his 👁 eyesight.

His old hand carved easel under arm knocking like the woodpecker, as his old leather shoes worn from walks in the country make their way back to the old log cabin.

The black and white shape of his faithful Border Colly sits waiting for his return, tail wagging as he sees his master walking towards him. He pushes his old legs up to greet him like he has done for 16 years, they meet old eyes make contact with each other.

They make their way to the fireplace and sit together, he looks up at the painting of his pal when he was young and full of life looking out over the lake, pink tongue hanging down panting in the midday heat. A painting by his hand so many years ago.

The left arm drops down the chair and touches the neck of his pal, gently rubbing him behind his still soft black and white ears, a sigh as the feeling of his masters hand moves like his paint brush with feeling and love

They both sit and look through the old shuttered window as the rain falls soflty creating a Beautiful 🌈.

Its their time both old but happy they see the Rainbow for the last time on earth. Their eyes close together and lie silent in total peace. They wake over Rainbow Bridge the Artist is a boy and by his side is a black and white border colly puppie. They walk in the green grass together and find a beautiful still lake with a boat house, he looks down and rubs his trusted friend behind his ears.

Together forever over Rainbow 🌈 Bridge.

Song of the Day

Read the words and see if you know the song.

There a Song I wake upto everyday, all different, its something I have done for years.

🌟 ⭐ night paint your pallet blue and grey, look out on a summers day, with eyes that know the darkness in my soul. Shadows on the hill paint the 🌳 and the daffodils.

Photography Army Tales Family life My Camera Gear.