Grey Partridge

February 4, 2010

Also known as Hungarian Partridge, these chubby little fellows were introduced to North America for the purpose of hunting. They normally inhabit agricultural areas that contain hedges and bushes. I spotted these in the National Park in a place where I frequently see a Rough-legged Hawk.  (Now I know why the hawk has been staying around that area.) They’re plumage makes them quite difficult to spot when there’s no snow.

Grey Partridge

I didn’t realize, until I saw this one, that they will burrow under the snow to get at the seeds on the ground.  It was quite a surprise to see this little head pop out of the snow while I was looking through the lens.


Too Cold For A Fence Post To Be Out

February 2, 2010

It might be too cold for a fence post but it’s not too cold for the Blue Jays to be out.  I’m so impressed with how the birds flitter about in this stinging cold just like it was any other day.  They don’t appear to even notice the cold.  I, however, am not so hardened to the bitter temperatures. My tolerance for nippy weather is rather minimal and my mind quickly turns to running inside with another arm load of firewood.

The Reject Pile

January 24, 2010

This is the time of year when I like to go through some of my older photos that I didn’t quite like at the time they were shot but I couldn’t delete them either. Often I will look at older shots with a new eye and reconsider their potential.

This is one of them.  I shot this in May of 2006 just after lobster season opened.  After having a second look at it I wondered why I put it in the reject pile.  Perhaps I’m not as picky as I used to be? Or perhaps I wanted more colour in my photos back then.  I kind of like the lack of colour in this one, now.

I’m beginning to wonder how many photos I deleted over the years that I might have liked after re-visiting it.  Oh well, they’re just little specks of digital dust now.

Photo Effects

January 12, 2010

I’m not a real fan of adding strong “effects” to photos.  I think a photograph should look like a photograph. Once in a blue moon though, (and we just happened to have had a blue moon this month), there’s a photo in the bunch that lends itself to one of those “effects” and works, I think, quite well.

This dory shot was taken just before Christmas along with about 40 other versions of it. There was nothing great about them so I kept 3 or 4 of the better ones and culled the rest.  The seagulls added interest to this shot but the angle of the dory wasn’t right, (for me).  After playing with it for a while I was about to give up on it and decided to try one of those silly “effect” on it.  Surprisingly I think it works on this shot. I like the watercolour look it gives to the birds. What do you think?

Cotton Carrier

January 9, 2010

Recently I purchased a new, made in Canada, Cotton Carrier for carrying my camera equipment around.  I hesitated at first knowing that about 90% of camera equipment is geared toward men and I wondered if this might be just another useless piece of equipment that would sit in storage. But, reviews on the net were saying that it does work well for women so I decided to give it a try.

Mine does not have the side holdster

After friggin’ with the straps a bit I finally got it small enough to fit me snug. I had to make the straps as small as I could get them. So for anyone smaller than me, I’m afraid it would be a little disappointing. Where the straps goes around me, (just below the boobs), I am 31 inches. You might get away with being 30 inches but no less.

As for comfort and quality; I am very pleased with this little gem. I tested it out on an afternoon hike in the woods and it was quite comfortable to wear.

Frozen Intruder

The quality is there too. All but the chest straps tuck neatly away so there’s nothing left dangling. The chest straps dangle in the back of you so they’re not really annoying, and in my case having so much of the straps left over I could wrap them to the front and tuck them away. There’s a little velcro pouch in front just for that purpose.

I have been blessed with the most useless set of shoulders know to women. They won’t even hold a purse up, but I have no problem carrying my 7D with a 100400mm lens using this device. There is no weight at all on my neck or shoulders. It’s a wonderful rig and I strongly recommend it to anyone who carries a large camera and lens around, or even a not so large lens.  There’s very little camera bounce and you have full movement with both hands free. Gotta love that.

A really nice piece of equipment; this Cotton Carrier. I give it 5 stars.

Winter Walking

December 31, 2009

Is it just me?  I find it hard to get out in the winter.  It’s so much easier to just put another log in the wood stove and putter around the house.

When I do get my butt in gear, and go out in the winter, I thoroughly enjoy it. It’s nice to find a trail in the woods and walk for miles where your out of the cold wind.

Stanhope Cemetary

Last week I made myself get out for three long walks and it felt great. I hope I can continue this into the new year.  Is this my new year’s resolution?  No!  The only new year’s resolution that I ever kept was one that I made about 10 years ago. It was to never make new year’s resolutions ever again.

Now, should I go put my boots on or get a stick of firewood? Hmmm.

Tis The Season

December 21, 2009
Heap on the wood!-the wind is chill;
But let it whistle as it will,
We’ll keep our Christmas merry still.

-Sir Walter Scott


Greetings to fellow bloggers and friends.

The Christmas Bird Count

December 17, 2009

This weekend I will be joining in on the Christmas bird count for the first time.  Well, first time that I won’t be just looking out my window to do it. I plan to meet up with some “real” birders in Souris, PEI at 6:00 in the morning and from there we will go to the very eastern tip of the Island to freeze our…, I mean observe and keep a tally of as many birds as we can.

Here’s one…

Mourning Dove

An interesting thing about the Christmas bird count.  I didn’t know this until this morning, that before 1900 the bird count was actually a bird hunt.  A contest to see who could bring home the most kill. Thankfully, ornithologist Frank Chapman along with 27 other birders, suggested at the turn of the century that it might be wiser to count them rather than kill them. Thanks to Mr. Chapman and his friends we still have birds to enjoy today.

Return of the Pond Monsters

December 10, 2009

A few weeks ago I posted some photo that I shot while out in my canoe on Cass’s Pond.  The Pond Monster post.  Since then I have noticed that there are many of these monsters showing up on my hard drive.

A Family of Monsters

There seems to be an increase in their numbers.  Could it be that they are multiplying?

Keeping a Distance

A Tall Teenage Monster

I don’t want to panic anyone or start any rumors, but you just might want to check your hard drive to see if you have any pond monsters lurking around and if you do… Well, just keep an eye on their numbers and let me know if you see an increase.

Male and Female Pond Monsters

Reality or Fantasy?

December 6, 2009

Has anyone else noticed how some photographers try to make their photos look like computer graphics and some graphic artists try very hard to make their work look like photographs? Here’s an example.  Have a look at these 24 images.  Are they photos or graphic images created on a computer? Don’t get me wrong.  I really admire Gretchen’s work but it does look, to me, like the images could be used in a computer game. And then there’s the glamor photos you see in magazines. The plastic people, as I like to call them.  The retouching is so overdone, in my opinion, that they look stiff. As though they are animations instead of real people.

So as graphic artists try to create reality and photographers try to create fantasy the viewer is left to admire the work of both and wonder which it is.  Can anyone really continue to question whether or not photography is artistic expression and not just documented moments in time? I don’t think so.

That said, here are a couple of my expressions of fantasy.

Taken in Brier Island, Nova Scotia

Donn'a's Door