When asked to describe my genre of photography I muster a cautious "Bearded Old Men, Wood Barns and an occasional fowl or furry thing". Admonished by the Editor-In-Chief of this outfit to "take more animal pictures" I pulled out the long lens and aimed the camera across our back porch at the bird feeder. I'll have to admit my 'if you've seen one bird -- you've seen them all' ambivalence has been awakened by these quirky personalities.
Wanting to get closer I quickly learned rule #1 about bird photography -- you are not welcome anywhere close enough to get a decent picture. So unless you have one of those very expensive 400mm f2.8 IS lenses (not to mention the pricey full frame digital camera) you have to resort to a little 'duck dynasty' craftiness.
I put down some bucks for a duck blind and set it within a few feet of the bird feeder. I climbed inside with my Canon and 70-300 mm lens and prepared to fill my digital card with bird pic's. Rule #2 - if you change something, anything, you can kiss the birds goodbye (for a period of time measured in weeks). It probably didn't help that there was fresh coffee wafting from the opening in the blind and, well, the sweet sweet smell of my just served blueberry pancakes with blueberry syrup (my breakfast). And then there was my trusty sidekick Mr. Bo Jangles (Kylie our cat).
November 24, 2013
The whole of this left me with a lot of tent time and an empty image card save for a few test shots of the bird-less feeder (I did enjoy my coffee and pancakes though).
I am not daunted by my bleak beginnings -- rather I'm all the more determined to get some great lens to beak pic's.
[Click on the picture for a view from inside the blind.]