I rounded a bend in a small wooded path and froze, staring back at this
male cardinal. Slowly I brought my camera, held ready, the last
few inches to my eye and was fortunate enough, this time, to finally
capture him on film. No, I'm in the digital age now, not film...
er, um... on solid-state computer storage media?
I see cardinals at Green Cay
from time to time, but they flit about too
quickly to change settings so your camera has to be ready for the
lighting they've perched in when you spot them.
cardinal isn't as strikingly screaming red as the male is. I was
about to take a perfect picture of a beautiful female cardinal when the
male swooped in behind her and startled her away. I ended up with
another great shot of an empty branch, but decided not to share it here.
Photographing birds can be frustrating, but when you finally get a shot
that you're proud of it's also immensely rewarding. Taking the
time to go outside and appreciate the wildlife that has managed to
survive our relentless efforts to eradicate habitat by paving it,
building on it, or turning it into mowed lawn can be quite relaxing.
When you find a place where the birds
chirp, and you can hear them
without all of the background noise of humanity, pause and enjoy it
while it lasts!
I got one more cardinal photograph just as the sun was setting.
The flash isn't as good as natural daylight, but I sure was glad to have
it because I wouldn't have been able to use this picture without it.
The female was sitting right in front of me for a moment, a perfect
shot, but I was so stunned to see her after all the time I've spend
chasing a girl cardinal that I froze and she flew off before my hands
even twitched to aim the camera at her. Perhaps next