A day not fit for macros, it was for the birds.
I went to Aman Park today, fully intending to really test out my relatively new Tokina 100 mm macro lens. I gave it my best shot, actually, very many shots, but few of them were turning out well because of the high winds. I shot 15 photos of Dutchman’s breeches, and don’t have a usable image to show for it. Come to think of it, I tried more than the 15 that I deleted at home, as I deleted some after I previewed them at the park.
I wasn’t into macro photography today anyway, I was up way too early, I felt like taking a nap before I even left home, and I saw some one carrying out a basket of the wildflowers that they had dug up in the park today, which put me in a bad mood.
This is also at least my third year of blogging about the early spring wildflowers at Aman Park, it’s still spectacular, but how does one come up with new angles for a blog post?
Before I forget, here’s a link to last year’s post, and it contains a link to the year before that.
Here are the photos that I was able to get.
Other than the trillium, many of the species of flowers have been blooming for over two weeks, and weren’t in the best of shape, like the spring beauties above.
So, since I couldn’t find a flower holding still in the wind for macro photos, I switched lenses to my 15-85 mm lens and took a couple of wide shots to show the number of trillium in bloom.
I don’t remember trying to deal with the harsh shadows from the trees in previous years. I think that I was there in late afternoon and/or days with a thin cloud cover to cut down on the shadows. I did discover a danger to crawling around on my hands and knees in the flowers, the proverbial snake in the grass, or should I say flowers.
While I was shooting those photos, I was seeing warblers and other birds overhead, but they were always gone by the time that I grabbed the other body with a long lens on it.
Proving that I can find many excuses not to do something that I’m not in the mood for, how busy the park was becoming was also starting to bug me, so I packed up and headed back to my Forester, thinking that I would drop off the tripod and macro gear, spend some time birding, and hope that the wind would die down later.
On my way back, I spotted this guy.
Well, now you can all say that you’ve seen a photo of a pileated woodpecker with its tongue out!
When I got back to the parking lot, not only was it full, there were people parking along the road, and anyplace else that they could find. I kid you not, there were even people arriving on horseback!
I had been both enthralled and amazed by the little wetland that I had visited on Saturday, so even though I had seen warblers there at Aman Park, I decided not to fight the crowds, but to go back to the wetlands.
I had barely gotten out of my car, when I spotted my first Savannah sparrow of the year.
Too bad it saw me, or I may have gotten a good photo.
I got back to my “spot” along the creek, and it wasn’t long before I got another lifer, and Iceland gull.
Correction…..I missed identified this gull as an Iceland gull, but it is really a Glaucous gull.
I got better photos of the sora.
The trumpeter swans were there.
That means I can delete the photos of them that I had saved, as this is the type of crap that the old Nikon produced.
I feel better now that I have images of the trumpeters taken with my new gear, I would have hated to have posted that last photo as anything other than a representation of how bad my old camera and lens were!
I told myself not to shoot any more photos of the same warblers as yesterday, that I should photograph the carp instead.
But, I don’t have the right lens for them, I think that a fish eye lens is what is needed. 😉
And besides, when a yellow warbler lands next to me, and checks me out….
…strikes a pose…
…then bursts into song to make my day even more enjoyable…
…well then, how can I resist?
The same sort of applies to the yellow-rumped warblers, when they perch so close to me that they nearly fill the viewfinder, then I just have to press the shutter release!
I know that this is getting long, but hang on, only a few more to go.
A couple of weeks ago, I posted photos of blue winged teal, and some one asked my how they got their name, since the commenter didn’t see any blue, so here’s a few to show how they got their name.
Coots aren’t very good flyers, they require a lot of speed to take off…
…and they flap like crazy while off the water….
…and many times, they say to heck with flying, I’d rather run…
Last one, coming up. I don’t know what this male northern shoveler and male mallard were up to together back in the brush, maybe I don’t want to know, but they look guilty to me.
I guess that what happens in the wetlands is supposed to stay in the wetlands, unless I’m around with my camera. 😉
Well, that’s it for this one, thanks for stopping by!