Some history and a couple of herons
Still… way back in my ancient history when my very first 35mm SLR camera was new, I lived in San Francisco. I loved to do day trips heading north or south up the coast. Just the other day I was sorting and organizing some old shots from those days and came across my very first heron capture. Back then, I didn’t even know what it was. I snapped what was simply a very big bird.Look closely and you’ll find it in front of the fence, about a third of the way from the right edge. The image quality is poor, likely more to do with scanning old slides or negatives that weren’t always treated kindly. In some ways that old 35 mm Pentax performed better than the fancy digital gadget I use these days, but hopefully the stuff on my hard drive won’t suffer from the ravages of time quite the same way.
Of course, even back then, I was already getting butt shots. This is likely my very first one of that genre.
(as usual, click on any image below for a better look or mouse over for captions)
I think a bit more experience and the longer lens might have helped….
In a dark time, the eye begins to see,
I meet my shadow in the deepening shade;
I hear my echo in the echoing wood–
A lord of nature weeping to a tree.
I live between the heron and the wren,
Beasts of the hill and serpents of the den.
― Theodore Roethke