“Go away or I’ll call Transit Security.”
“I’m on Transit Security.”
*pause*
“You are Transit Security.”
I’m traveling today, which is why you’re getting this image a bit early. We’re bound for Oregon, lands of the beautiful fungi. I’m hoping to find some really spectacular specimens there to photograph. I’ve got my full kit packed for the trip, including my strobist gear. A few friends have expressed interest in sitting for a portrait while there, so I’m excited about that.
It’s going to be nice to take my mind off the job search and freelance hunt for a while. I want to decompress, reexamine my priorities. Brainstorm on some writing projects. I want to give Portland a long, hard look in determining whether I really do want to find a way to live there.
That’s my goal anyway. We’ll see how it turns out.
I saw a bunch of these on my photo walk yesterday, but I didn’t take pictures of them. I had a few already in the files. This is called a “Yellow Salsify” (scientific name Tragopogon dubius major). Tragopogon means “goat’s beard” which refers to the seed heads. A member of the Aster family. Very pretty, and one of the first spring flowers that I see around Colorado each year.
These turtles are remarkably difficult to approach. So this picture will have to just be compositionally and texturally interesting, and not be a super-close-up zoom of the turtle. One of these days, I’m going out in my waders so I can stand in the water and get better shots. It seems like a lot for just a picture for fun, but I don’t want to not do anything a National Geographic photographer would do to get a shot he or she wanted.
Two more days and we leave for Portland. I’ve got to start charging my camera batteries now. I am so excited. I think I’ll spend a whole day in the Japanese gardens, just shooting pretty things.
Very little crop on this one. Turns out the reason I got to stand so close is that I was between this poor thing and its den. Once I backed off, it came running at me, which I found kind of surprising. Words like “rabies” went through my head at first. Also, “camwhore.” But no, he was just headed for his hole in the ground which I hadn’t seen.
So this is the first daily photo in my new joint. I have a lot of unpacking to do. Have a good day, everyone.
This would be my perfect blackbird shot if it wasn’t for all the foliage in the way. It’s close though. Veeery close. Also, this poor bird looks pretty beat up. I dunno if he’s old, molting, or what. His colored spots are pretty faded. He was calling out his territory with the best of them though.
This is not cropped, actually. I’m really proud of this one because I really clicked with the animal and found a way to utilize its curiosity to get a good pose without scaring it away. It very much wanted to keep me in sight. If I backed up a bit, it came out of its den looking for me. If I moved too close, it ducked back in. It was like a weird cross-species game of the hokey pokey. And that’s what it’s all about.