Bald Eagle, Watching An Old Rice Field

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Since I never saw him arrive I have to assume he was there the whole time. It was dark, and this spot was away from the main marsh, but still he is a pretty big bird to miss.

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The Eagle didn’t pay any attention to us so I took my time getting closer. I even mounted my lens on a monopod before starting.

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The sky was losing light when these were taken.

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I finally just set the monopod on a solid spot and turned my speed way down ( 1/400 ) which is too slow for shooting birds.

I had nothing to lose with these settings…

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Twitching the curtains…

The Silent Eye

I stood at the window, doing the dishes and watching the sun set behind the houses. The old lady who lives at the end of the street walked by and smiled at me through the glass; there is no sense of privacy when the footpath runs right outside your kitchen window. Another window looks through the kitchen of my little flat to the bathroom and I panicked a few times, just after I moved in, realising that I was in the bath with a clear view to the street… The bedroom and living room look out onto fields, but they are also visible to the cows, the birds and anyone who happens to be in the gardens either side. When I notice, I still find this odd.

I was raised in Yorkshire, at a time and in a place where everyone had lace curtains. They were important. You could hide…

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Wordle #180 – Oscitant Behaviour

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week-171This week’s words: Collapse Reform Oscitant ((adj.) yawning, as with drowsiness; gaping. drowsy or inattentive, dull, lazy, negligent,  malaise Strand Syncretism ((n.) the attempted reconciliation or union of different or opposing principles, practices, or parties, as in philosophy or religion.) Warren Barrel Catch Tough Tendency Uncanny Vertebra

He knew he was near collapse when the news came that he was once again in the wrong. His oscitant behaviour had been pointed out loud and clear, and he felt the triggers of the past kick in.

He and his sister had long been at logger heads in their respective syncretistic views on life. What was his from the past she considered hers in the present and how dare he sell off what she considered her right to say otherwise.

He had tried to reform his reactions, but it didn’t take much for him to find the malaise overwhelming him. He knew he needed to toughen up before being caught again by her bile being spit his way.

Show some backbone he heard his long-dead mother say to him, stiffen those…

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