If the world were merely seductive, that would be easy. If it were merely challenging, that would be no problem. But I arise in the morning, torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day... EB White
Thursday, August 9, 2012
Morning in the park
Yesterday was a beautiful morning in the park. I brought out the camera and captured a curved branch that with reflection appeared like a C in the water. It turned out to be a nice addition to my "pond art" series.
A juvenile American Bald Eagle captured a sun fish and enjoyed finishing it off while perched on the limb of a large cottonwood tree.
Perhaps the best photographic opportunity came at midmorning when I went for a run, and didn't have my camera along. As I was heading down a wood chip trail a doe appeared and firmly stood its ground in the middle of the path, about 10 yards in front of me. I paused and waited for it to move. A couple of minutes passed, and about the only thing that it moved was its large ears and white tail. Soon I discovered the reason why. Up from below the trail, on the shores of a pond, came two spotted fawns. Their mother then lead the way into the forested area. I was happy simply to take in this moment with my eyes.
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