Images of New England
From the category archives:
It occurred to me after the fact that I could have worked the nest building (see below) into this wider perspective, where more of the habitat is revealed. Consider it one that got away. It’s not the first, and won’t be the last. Two important lessons here: 1) the skill set that photography requires can get rusty, especially in the ability to see beyond formulaic approaches, and 2) ALWAYS try different perspectives. Doing the second helps with the first.
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The wind was steady at about 15 MPH left to right at the time, which made this osprey’s efforts all the more amazing. This was taken some seventy yards out with a Canon 100-400mm rental about an hour before it went back.
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A colony of great egrets has discovered the marsh out behind our neighbor’s house. There’s usually at least one out there all day, and sometimes as many as twenty, two thirds of them juveniles. Initially skittish on approach, they seem to be OK now, particularly with a fence and brush and phragmites between us.
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Woke up today to a few inches of snow on the ground – daffodil courtesy of our neighbor Kim and her daughter Kate who planted the bulbs last fall.
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A wonderfully strange confluence today of one of the great Holy Days in Christianity as well as one of the most interesting secular “holidays”, Easter Sunday and April Fool’s Day ….
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These alpacas lived up the road from us for awhile, and it always a pleasure to drive by, and see what they were up to.
“Shearing Day” is a springtime ritual for sheep, llamas, and alpacas throughout the land; a time when thick protective winter coats are removed – for their health and our commerce.
These gentle and exotic creatures seemed to tolerate the process quite well, thanks in no small part part to the incredibly talented shearers on site that day. A significant part of their job seemed to be keeping the stress level on the animals to a minimum – stylin’ all the while.
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The gravestones of David, Mary and Joseph Merrifield in the Newfane Hill Cemetery; they passed away in the early part of the 19th century.
“O dear one, don’t be proud of color and beauty, Death is standing on your head.” (from a hymn by Sant Ajaib Singh Ji, 1926-1997)
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This shoreline cottage is probably magnificent any time of the year, but early spring is when I’m most apt to drop by to photograph. (Thank you, Margaret!)
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