On Wednesday we went to Gibraltar Point, near Skegness in Lincolnshire. Traditionally, this is one of our “big days out’ in the year and, after a long break because of Covid, we were ultra excited at the prospect of what we might see. Sadly, it wasn’t to be. There was a dearth of birds and even the weather turned against us, so it was a sad and sorry journey home. So, to cheer myself up, I’ve had a look through some of my favourite birds from previous years. And here they are.
Clockwise from top left: Female Wheatear, Male Stonechat, Spoonbills, Female Reed Bunting, Juvenile Whitethroat, Cuckoo, Juvenile Avocet and Centre: Female Redstart.
It was bright and sunny this morning, although very cold, and we drove over to Colwick Park, reckoning that 1.7 miles was pretty much within our own area. We had planned to drive round the circumference of the lake, stopping occasionally in the lesser populated areas for some fresh air and a bit of a walk. Unfortunately, the path is now gated off so we were confined to the car park area, not having the mobility scooter available to us. Nevertheless, we saw pochard, tufted ducks, greylag and Canada geese, lots of black-headed gulls and swans. And, of course, the Colwick Park cormorants, some perched on the rocks like totem poles, drying their outspread wings, some swimming and diving for fish. It was very crowded so we didn’t stay too long but we filled our lungs with the (very) bracing air and felt quite invigorated on the way home.
As we’re still confined to barracks with not much hope of any bird photography on the horizon, I’ve collected a few winter birds taken in the East Midlands (UK) over the last few years. We can only hope that one day we’ll be out in the sunshine again listening to birdsong.
Hope is the thing with feathers – That perches in the soul – And sings the tune without the words – And never stops – at all … Emily Dickinson
So, it’s taken me just over a month to get round to my second post on here. I feel a little in limbo as, previously, my photography was driven by setting up studio sessions to shoot the base shots for my fantasy creations and, in so doing, I met new models which led to some interesting portraits. I know some photographers have ventured back into the studio but, at nearly eighty and with Covid-19 still on the rampage, I’m not willing to do that. I love walking in Nature Reserves in the East Midlands of the UK, photographing butterflies and insects in the summer and birds in the winter. The summer was fairly pleasant as Jan and I managed quite a few walks in the sunshine and managed to socially distance quite easily. However, now the days are closing in, we are finding that some of our favourite places have reduced their hours meaning that, for the shorter time they are open, the trails are more crowded. A change of direction is obviously called for, something I can manage under the present restraints. Hmm, this calls for a bit of reflection, which takes me on nicely to today’s picture, Quiet Reflections, pulled at random from my archives. Coincidentally, it also features Rachelle Summers. I had hoped to line up the glass in such a way that I could shoot straight through it and achieve the effect you see here. I failed miserably and had to shoot the whole thing in bits, to be cobbled together afterwards in Photoshop with the addition of some texturing.