Wiping my sweaty brow with the back of one hand, I plonked myself down on a huge, red, dusty, chunk of laterite stone sticking out of the ground. The sun was almost up and soon it would be showtime. A few yards in front of me the lead actors had already taken to stage that … Continue reading Pree Pree Trill Trillup!
Once on a farm where ducks were reared, bred in a large barn to be fed then bled, hatched three ducklings cute and smart, who even as fledglings were a breed apart. Hunger and thirst was for knowledge alone, fathom out this world in which they’d grown, but no one around would hear their quack, … Continue reading Trio
Clicking the cap into place on the telephoto lens, I whipped off the sweat-soaked camera strap off my neck. The sun had already committed itself to rising in some other distant place, and was contemplating its final exit moves. In a few minutes no amount of tinkering with aperture or ISO would give me flash-unassisted … Continue reading Shadows over the Lake
This is a short chronicle of some memorable moments I spent studying the nesting of a Black-Crowned Night Heron (Nycticorax nycticorax). There are some very obvious gaps in the sequential progression of events leading from the construction of a nest to the growing up of the juvenile which I am painfully aware of. This shoot … Continue reading Nest of Luck!
Timid and shy a pleasant stray, Cloudy was always a joy; a fighter born a lone wolf, Dusty could ne’er have been coy; a pet pup being fussed over, Rusty was meant as a toy; None would foresee life to grow, into a willing killjoy. His mom didn’t stir, run over she was, trying to … Continue reading The Three Amigos
They tell me we are lucky tied with human habitation, food and nesting options and little natural predation. The woods are rather thin now and grasslands quite lean, they say there were days past when everything was green. They move in search of havens now that promise sanctuary, where humans haven’t set foot yet and … Continue reading Future, Imperfect, Tense
Slowly the bud comes to bloom, unfurling whorls it holds, silken and soft the pink petals, gently its life unfolds. The crowd at large gasp in awe, behold its beauteous sight, a whiff of fragrance rouses the lot, looking for fleeting delight. A silent perceptive smile it bears, all the while deep within, never will … Continue reading Within