Red is not my favorite color. While looking for more uncommon flowers, I was attracted to her. I guess I like the color combo in the surroundings.
A pleasant morning in the garden. It will be better if I can be there one hour early to use the softer light.
It’s my favorite Rannunculs, a whole patch of them. I added some gradient to express what’s in my mind: the flowers are fully bathed in the sun.
It may have something to do with my youth experience in the music band. When I saw this flower, I thought about Saxophone. It’s kind of silly, but that is what came to my mind. These 2mm tubes are so dainty, can you see the mystery hidden inside?
It has been a bit of wait for the winter to leave. Sooner when the Sun hits the earth, all things grow and I feel overwhelmed with the colors.A short walk-around with my point and shoot, I found myself clicking my shutter without stopping. I always like the orange poppy. This purple version is my first sight.
Looks like cluster of grape from the distance, I love particularly the delicate petals viewing them closely.
Red-wing Blackbirds are so common in the wildlife refuges. I usually don’t pay much attention to them. But when they are there in flocks and flying around. I felt I need to do something about it and this something can not be a ‘Just a blackbird’ shot.
Even better, when the bird flapped its red wings. It looks like a King-Kong in this pose.
And, it took off in that split second and I captured it ! Can be better if it was not cloudy, but hey, this is my first.
Almost all sports are surrounded a ball, the player’s target. When we have a target, we can better focus on our effort and move straight forward to reach that goal. I am constantly chasing that ball in my life. So much to do and to learn, but I need to grab that ball.
The girl on the upper right is elected as the player of the year. She demonstrates a strong confidence and determination wherever she goes. I am from a culture which promotes humble virtue. It is exciting for me to witness what confidence can accomplish.
I like sports photography for the speed, the spontaneous body movement and the ever-changing choreography besides the lines and the curves. On this note, that serves my interest in anything with an art form.
Have not written for a while, I did not expect to be inspired in something (a NCAA women’s basketball game) I am not really interested in.
Wet and cold winter linger. Except a few early blooms, colors are sporadic and barely visible. Bird activities seems to usually start in February and that’s where my camera goes.
In my continuous pursuit of Western bluebirds, I found them in more places. They are around, but if not for the luck, they are usually too distant to reach. I desired a clear shot with their gorgeous feather fully shown, but whenever that opportunity popped up, they were in the shade. It seems to me that their natural instinct teaches them the risk of fatal attraction.Black Phobes are common here. They don’t have dramatic outlook and thus can enjoy their freedom everywhere. We all want to be unique and outstanding, but being ordinary is not necessarily a bad thing.
I am not a serious birder. I am in for good images (and the satisfaction of seeing), not for number counts. However, I am happy to add a new bird to my list. This Oak Timouse finally came closer for a shot, but it’s an early morning of a cloudy day…
I thought this is a new bird, but they are juvenile Western Bluebird.
Enough of birds, I am longing for spring colors, or, more new birds.
Nature provides me inspiration. Sunshine brings me energy. Nature was my comfort zone and now I am chasing sunshine. Not only me, birdies are more active when they have more choices of berries and seeds. At least I have not seen a gold finch hanging himself upside down till now.
So hard to capture a warbler. They are so fast-paced that chance to have a clear shot depends purely on luck. When the light is good, success rate increases. I have not photographed them from this angel.
Completely unexpected, I ran into a small flock of bluebirds. I may have seen one from distance in the past. This first closer encounter has made my day. Though he hid himself in the shade, I am content with what I got. You know I will continue to pursue that perfect shot particularly such a gorgeous creature.
Bewick’s Wren is not uncommon, but a clear shot in the right angle does not come easy. Two favorite birds in a shoot, I call it a good day.