HAY BALING BEGINS

 Fields of wheat and hay shimmer with the summer breeze.  I especially love the hay, currently being mowed, dried, and baled, to be used for animal feed.  The hay bales are a favorite scene of mine to photograph.

 

 

  

SEEKING

 South of town, I discovered a beautiful tract of land that includes hills, woods, wildflowers, crop fields, and even a quarry.  The farmers that own the property told me they bed deer there.  After I spotted several ornate blinds, I wondered if it was a hunting ground too.  So, I headed there Saturday around six a.m., hoping to photograph some deer.  I found two different herds grazing on the hillsides but they quickly ran to the woods as I approached.  I was ready to give up when I spotted a doe and her fawn.  It made the early morning worthwhile.

 

 

 

SANCTUARY

 Don and Diana Burton, my good friends and photography buddies, had a rough winter.  They had bad falls, both breaking their ankles.  Unable to drive, they spent the winter convalescing inside their home.  Despite the long healing process, their minds were anything but idle.  Diana dreamed of spring when she could dig in the garden again.  And Don focused on researching backyard waterfalls.  When spring arrived, construction began on their waterfall, completed near the end of May.  The spot has now become a sanctuary for relaxation and bird watching.  My pictures show the waterfall and the beautiful landscaping.  But to get the full effect, you’ve got to hear the gurgling water and see the variety of birds the falls attract.  Watch the two movies below that Don took with his hidden Blink cameras.

 

 

 

 

 

SAYING GOOD-BYE TO MY BIRDS

 I move in a couple days to my new home on the southwest side of TC.  As my bird feed supplies have run out, I’ve taken down my feeders one by one.  I’ve enjoyed watching these beauties from my study window in all seasons.  Once my new yard is landscaped in early July, I’ll be hanging out my feeders again.  I look forward to what I’ll attract in this environment.

 

 

Carrying a poppy…

he passes through the quarrel.  Kobayashi Issa