I arrived a little later than planned but found a nice windy day sweeping across what has become less of a sparrow habitat and more the actual cattle pasture that it was intended for.
The floods removed all of the weedy brush that the sparrows love and I found no sparrows on my trip at all. A few Palm Warblers darted about but nothing like the numbers of birds found previously. The only thing left were a few raptors staring at the ground in hopes of finding food and a huge flock of Tree Swallows.
Gave me a chance to try the frustrating task of getting images of little bullets soaring past every few minutes. Sometimes they would actually fly within feet of me but getting an auto-focus lens to deal with these streaking hunters was quite a chore.
Out of all of the times that I pressed the shutter release I maybe ended up with only a handful of good shots. Like this one.
One of the surprising finds was that I captured a juvenile among all of the adults swooping past. Didn't even notice the difference while I was watching.
A number of the swallows were swooping low to grab insects from the water surface just around the muddy edge. Nabbed this one milliseconds after it hit the water for a snack.
A last adult in flight.
Even if there are few birds out on this pasture it is always a thrill to be surrounded by Tree Swallows. It is a grand experience every time and brings a smile to my face though I might be 2 feet deep in mud.
3 comments:
Your swallow pics are amazing. You are much more patient than I.
I can't imagine how you shoot these rockets. I have tried.
Best,
P.
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Hey, Guys.
Like I mentioned, it is a very frustrating task. There were many deletions along the way.
I am just hardheaded enough to still stand in one place trying and cursing under my breath! Helps when no one else is around...
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