Timing; its all about the sun.

My dad was 1/2 Sioux, my Grand-dad was born on the Menomonee reservation in Northern Wisconsin, dad would tell my siblings and I to sit in the woods alone. He told us to understand the wild ones is to understand humans; he told us to pay attention to them. I did then and continue to this day, if I owe him anything it is for that advice. It’s probably why I start my day off before sunrise looking out over the river to the mountains beyond. I sit with my camera ready searching for that once in a lifetime opportunity to fly, swim or run past.

I was reminded of that this morning when the Red Tailed Hawks flew into view, they were late this morning. Appearing close to 9am for the past few days the predictability is a boon for a photographer. As with the Crows and Gulls once a pattern is established they stick to it for a while, making where to set up my trip-pod; then to simply wait a bonus.

They will fly the same pattern every day until something makes them stop showing up here, then I assume creating a pattern somewhere else. When the birds, Hawks as well as Crows, fly past my camera to the right (North) the rising sun reflects on them as shown in the photos I took this morning.

Two days ago these Pelicans flew the same pattern as the Hawks and the Crows; it’s nice when they are so co-operative with me. At times during the Golden Hour that glow is reflected on their feathers, presenting my opportunity. It’s especially nice when attempting to capture images of dark birds.

As demonstrated by the picture I took of this Crow earlier in the week. Without the light coming from the correct position in relation to the birds body the features would be hidden in shadows. No amount of editing can change the lighting, in this case the images should be near perfect when uploaded from the camera. This is one situation when the featureless sky is like a painters canvas.

The early morning sun is not reserved for flying birds alone, the image of the Night Heron displays how it illuminates the vibrant colors of this beautiful cousin of the Great Blue Heron.

It renders down to timing, all photography does, and the sun is and always has been the drum beat to set the rhythm of life. If you have a half hour sit in nature, if you don’t have the time spend an hour.

Jacques Lebec Flutter Shutter

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