My Dream is to Follow the Birds with my camera and pen

Watch me fly, watch me learn and watch me travel...

Following a Dream

Some day, some time, during my childhood, I looked into the sky and saw a bird flying free and wished to be soaring beside it. I dreamed about escaping a childhood filled with hate and abuse into a world of peace. The freedom of birds soaring with the clouds, the tips of their wings glinting in the strands of sunlight and the vastness of their world captured my childish imagination and has only grown over the many years. Today I shoot any bird that happens across my path with a Nikon camera and a lens that doesn't get quite close enough. My dream is to load my dog and cameras into a small travel trailer and follow the birds as they migrate South and North.

Sunday, January 24, 2010

In search of a moose

Immature bald eagle flies by

Buckskin glory

Male Grosbeaks

I looked for a moose again yesterday but these photos show what I found instead. Really, when you think about it, moose are ugly creatures with their big oversized heads and their dark bodies. A bald eagle flying towards me, an Evening Grosbeak sitting on a vine and a buckskin horse trotting in a pasture with winter foliage behind her, are much more appealing to the eyes. But I still want a moose.

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