If I have to choose a physical location to associate with the word ‘home’, it’d be Surf City, NC.
I needed some quiet time to figure out how to deal with some personal family stuff.
I feel pretty accomplished.
I didn’t walk far, but I was out for a long time, and today I’m paying the price. But the payoff was worth the price of admission.
I haven’t gotten out much lately to go birding, but I carried the camera on a short walk yesterday.
This goose is walking around with some sort of dart in her shoulder.
It feels like I’m chipping away at a lot of stuff in my life.
For those who missed the previous post, my best friend was taking me on a cruise to the Bahamas for a belated 50th birthday trip.
Funny thing was, I usually didn’t have a lot of luck with the birds there.
I have my Photographic Life-list of Birds.
…and then I have The Goddamnit List
I’m a little behind, but catching up. Part Two, Big Bend and Mount Lemmon, still to come.
“Yo. That bird looks like it’s been hunting you down its entire life.”
A national treasure if ever there was one.
I’m learning to look a little deeper and wider.
I’m a bit down today, so I hope you’ll forgive the lack of writing on this one.
I’ve snapped a few shots off here and there.
Yellow-rumped Warbler in the Croatan National Forest.
Greenfield Lake is one of my happy places, but I hadn’t been there in far too long.
This Red-shouldered Hawk landed in the tree just off the porch.
Some days you just have to be lucky.