It must be something pretty, or pretty rare. I generally avoid man-made objects in my images, the main reason being that I am completely obsessed with a world without humans. Also, some man-made objects can tend to add a tasteful urbanization to an image. Perhaps the title of a future blog post? Hmmm.
But sometimes, it’s the only damn shot you got. Which was definitely the case here. Something I hadn’t seen before caught my eye whilst driving one day, and I had to pull on the side instantly. Finally, I laid eyes upon a pair of Brown-throated Parakeet. They were on a termite mound, well, I should really say in a termite mound, as they kept darting in and out of a small hole on one side of the structure. Alternating between the telephone cable and inside of the termite mound, both birds took turns disappearing and reappearing.
The sun was out in all its mid-morning glory. The termite mound was on a pole that had unsightly wires sticking out of it. Eventually, I realized that my photograph of the Brown-throated Parakeet (a lifer for me) would have to be *gulp* on a telephone cable. So here it is.
Another bird I saw for the first time recently was this Silvered Antbird. I had heard it before, in fact this one time I was literally three feet away from a male calling, only on the other side of a tree. I dared not move for fear of disturbing it, and with the hope that he’d hop around to my side. Naturally, he flew away. Anyway, this particular female was seen on a walk where I didn’t see much birdlife at all. You take what you get, right? Let’s just say this isn’t one for framing 🙂
With the dearth in avian life, I turned my attention to some of the smaller creatures.
Rarities aren’t limited to the forest though, checking the mudflats of the west coast during the migration season usually will yield some specialties. Superficially similar to the more common Semipalmated Plover, the larger, more robust and (very much) thicker-billed Wilson’s Plover is a rare visitor to our shores during the northern winter. Strangely, in recent years they’re being found in greater and greater numbers here.
You must realize by now that shorebirds are generally various shades of brown and grey. Which makes them sort of fade into each other after a while, especially when you’re being absolutely baked by the sun in the sky and the reflected heat coming off of the water. Of course, this is to help them hide from predators – they roost on the mudflats where there aren’t any trees for cover. Willets conform to this rule, except for a brilliant flash of black and white when they’re airborne.