A companion piece to yesterday’s “look up” instructions. Don’t forget to look down too:
I look for little indents in the dirt – sure way of telling birds are using the spot for dirt baths. I’ll lurk a few feet away and wait for them to return and then try to catch them in full bath mode. It’s not as easy as it sounds. With the exception of this photo, all the rest are little grey and brown blurs. He at least looks fluffed up.
Then again, you can turn a corner and find yourself eye to beak with someone:
He didn’t move, just sat there giving me the eye. Nice of him to pose for me.
Proof readers… who needs them, right? Although the imagery is pretty impressive.
I was in the Davisville area yesterday, heading over to setup a new computer for a customer. I usually cut through a park and hit the Beltline trail then hike up a small embankment to get to her place. It’s a short walk and quite scenic. Yesterday I heard a lot of sawing and trees creaking so I looked up and spotted this:
I watched for a few minutes as he hiked his helmet up a bit and then thought “oh hell, the camera”. I lug it around a lot now but forget I have it. I was able to grab a couple of snaps before I realized I was going to be late, otherwise I’d have stood there most of the day watching.
I think I like taking photos of people doing work I could/would never consider doing. I admire them and consider some of my photos an homage to them. No way in hell I’d clamber up a tree, in the winter, cutting off tree branches. I’ve set this photo aside (and a couple companion pieces) to use on the Motion Project. Haven’t figured out how I’m going to deal with it, but you’ll know when you see it.
I found one drawback with my nice Canon camera – it doesn’t geolocate. I relied on it heavily to remind me where I’d taken the photos. I’ve resorted to carrying a small notepad in my pocket to jot down locations. It’s the only way I could save my sanity. Sometimes old school is the only method available.
Sorry Starbucks, the only way this is going to happen is if I’ve stayed up all night:
Starbucks free play offer – nope not happening
I have no idea where to even start with this:
Slate magazine’s drunk posting.