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A part of each day consists of selecting pictures. This morning going through the photos I had selected from my captures yesterday I wondered why I chose these. The photo above I selected as it caught the questioning look in the female house finch’s posture. The bird trying to figure out what I was about making that clicking sound.
This male goldfinch saw me so my approach was a half step and pause when the bird looked away or went to feeding. What I like about this shot is how closely the birds color blends with the sunflower petals. The added catch of the caterpillar dangling in the background one of those pleasant surprises I never saw taking the photo.
I liked this shot of Halle our granddog waiting to see which direction I am headed. The zinnia clumps and flag at the bottom of our back porch steps add color. The lawn falls off behind Halle and I believe that empty space behind her helped set her off in the dim light.
This hummingbird feeds regularly on this flower patch. It sits in a tree above it and protects it. It runs off other birds that come near. It will come down if I sit still but always on the other side from me.
Breaking off a few weeds I made a gap to shoot through. Just capturing these evasive speedsters is what I enjoy in the above two shots. That and knowing the patience and persistence it took to get them.
Living in the insects world is what holds interest for me in this shot. To me it has the essence of bringing me in to another world. As if I am flying with the hummingbird moth to the next Zinnia to taste.
Libby one of our other granddogs has a personality trait different from the other dogs. She will often stand or sit and gaze. Usually it is at a favorite spot of hers where she sees birds or squirrels. She may sit for hours then. This time she was gazing overlooking the other dogs. Off like a bullet she will be when the trigger is pulled and she can give chase.
The unknown is always a factor in carrying a camera about. At this time of year there are so many fledglings it is hard to cipher out the species of bird. This was an adult I think irregardless I liked its look perched in the morning sun.
This morning my mind was in ponder overload. That can happen a lot as I have limited brain power to work with. When they were handing out smarts I fell in to the category of “all things in moderation”. Anyhow this kept me from heading to the fields for a walk with the dogs. The hairstreaks on dew covered blades of grass would have to wait another day for me to take their picture as I did on this date last year.
The main point of my ponderization was what to write about on goatsass. This is difficult when the thoughts are in pinball mode. Each thought would go bouncing around here to there then I would hit it with the flipper. It would fly back up in my conscious side to side, up and down then I would lose it as it passed through the flippers. Then another would whiz up through the chute and get in to play.
Where are the large butterflies was one thought? On this date last year we went on a morning jaunt through “Land Between The Lakes” and the butterflies were everywhere. The trace road that runs the length of LBL was littered with the critters. Pretty quickly I let this thought pass through the flippers. Pesticides and genetically modified plants along with reduction in CPR land put in to production to grow corn for ethanol the culprit. Not much I can do by pondering that today.
The energy went to firing again in that gray mass in my head. This time zipping around the happenings of the last two days. A couple things that were out of my norm. A sunset wedding on the lake. Wow, one could not have asked for better weather or fantastic sunset.
Off again my mind raced to taste the nectar of my next thought. Would it be bitter or sweet? Being human my thoughts are a blend of both. One second pure the next nasty. Thank goodness we are able to control the vagaries of our thoughts if we want.
Looking down at the Zinnias blooming at the bottom of the steps this one caught my eye. Zinnias are like thoughts they come in so many colors and shapes. As in all things age may dim them but in a way enhance their beauty.
So I went with open ears. This hummingbird moth shot at 1/3200th of a second makes me think of the wings as huge ears like my own. Open ears and closed mind is how I sat amongst a small group of Christians. Certainly I could feel the love of the folks as we held hands in a circle. A love I shared for them as well.
The whole of things is never perfectly clear I pondered. One should always allow room for considering others beliefs. Then add that to the mix of your own. One topic of the evening was that the bible was a manual. A manual to follow to live a good and proper life. One thought that resurfaced a few times was how we were made in God’s image. This morning I pondered why then the need for a manual? I know what is good and right. It is enough for me to attempt to do just that.