Grackle Convention
I was bankside at dawn this frosty morning, in coveralls, camera on my knees, waiting for the arrival of the Wood Ducks. A dozen or more frequent our bend but they’re very shy. A group frolicked in the water downstream, just out of camera range, splashing and laughing at the overdressed photographer who couldn’t possibly catch them. The best I could do, later in the morning, was this shot through the window. Perhaps I'll have the patience to sit longer when it's a little warmer.
I was bankside at dawn this frosty morning, in coveralls, camera on my knees, waiting for the arrival of the Wood Ducks. A dozen or more frequent our bend but they’re very shy. A group frolicked in the water downstream, just out of camera range, splashing and laughing at the overdressed photographer who couldn’t possibly catch them. The best I could do, later in the morning, was this shot through the window. Perhaps I'll have the patience to sit longer when it's a little warmer.
Weekly view through the window
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