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3/22/03 Taken 3/21/03 I decided to increase the texture of this
drake portrait. But in graphics, as in life generally, there is a cost
to everything you do. You pay your money and take your choice.
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Posted 3/22/03 Taken
3/21/03 This image is hardly changed at all -- it seemed fine
as it is. The eye of the hen is expressive. She is pursued by
suitors, a nest site must be chosen, eggs need to be laid, time is short,
and there is urgency in the air.
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Posted 3/22/03 Taken
3/22/03 The house sparrow is a challenge to photograph. Active
and socially inclined, this bird is rarely still. This image, taken
with a 7 power zoom, catches a male house sparrow as he contemplates his next
move from the very top of a tree. These little birds, like Rodney Dangerfield,
don't get much respect, but they are survivors, and rather cheerful about
it.
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Posted 3/22/03 Taken
3/22/03 This is, according to a book on fungi, is a lenzite mushroom.
I found it growing about 12 feet up the side of a tree that stands
by a creek. As I worked on it, darkening the bark above to cause the
fungus to stand out, I noticed two insects on the right side of the fungus,
and the thought struck me: do scientists who study micro-worlds use ultra-sharp
photography to capture detail not easily seen in the field? Plenty of
time later in the lab to scrutinize all that was happening at the moment of
taking the image...
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Posted 3/22/03 Taken
3/22/03 It is always a pleasure to see the great Canada Geese
with their imposing bulk and noble aspect. I have read they are staying
south of their former range more and more these days. Where I view them,
they are wary, one always streches up a long neck and keeps watch while the
other of the pair is feeding. With typical goose hauteur, they assume
the non-goose world is only interesting if edible or dangerous. They
believe human young are particularly prone to insanity, and dogs are somewhere
between oafish and vile. Several times while photographing, I have had
the experience of being checked out by geese, found to be benign, and then
ignored so comletely, that they have come up on land to graze within a few
yards of me, and then hardly bothering to look at me thereafter. I think
the geese consigned me to the No-Longer-Interesting category (can't eat it,
it's not dangerous, to heck with it).
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