I spent this past Friday at High Island. Birders need little additional info: a north wind, cool temperatures and migrants a plenty. I took 10GB of photos. I am still developing 10GB of photos.
And so I decided to pause and write what you already know: I love to bird. I love walking a wood or field with binoculars around my neck.
Not often enough I attempt discipline with camera around my neck-- but it is oh so hard not to “focus” on the binocular view. The discipline of carrying and shooting the camera always rewards. The photos tell the stories I can never write. The photos catch my beloved Aves beauties doing what they do best: fully living each day as only they know how.
It is HARD to shoot good photographs at High Island. This Painted Bunting shows you why (as it watches the watchers):
It is surprising to bird at High Island. This Black-throated Green Warbler shows you why (as it suddenly pops out from Mother Nature’s green blanket):