An early morning photo shoot of local osprey was ruined by forgetting to reset my camera settings. The images were all three photo compilations due to my camera being set to take multiple exposures.
Every morning, without fail, I am awakened by two impatient dogs who want to get started with their day. I can’t be irritated with them, even if they decide it’s time to get going while I am still in a sound slumber, because they are just so deliriously happy that it tends to rub off on me. Okay, it’s time to get up and start the day. This involves letting them out, letting them in, feeding them, getting the coffee ready, feeding the cat and cleaning her box, getting the paper, and on it goes. When I finally get to relax with my coffee, I usually take a look at our backyard birds.
Moving from the country into town was a bit of a bird watching disappointment at first. We have fewer song birds, and have missed some of our common visitors that we enjoyed in the country. We see some finches and nuthatches, and have only seen a grosbeak once in almost two years. Red tailed hawks are a thing of the past for us. But we have at least one pair of ospreys that live close by, and we have lots and lots of crows.
There are many people around who are not happy about the crow population, and admittedly they do make an absolute mess of our yards. I can sit in my office and watch them tear apart the sod looking for cinch bugs. Our front "lawn" is looking like a disaster and has me considering garden expansions to remove some of the grass. This will be of no surprise to my husband, the only new thing about that is the excuse for the ever expanding flower garden.
But I find the crows to be quite entertaining, and have enjoyed watching their antics. They swoop down over the backyard to tease the dogs. For some reason, our dogs ignore all our birds at the feeder but they absolutely detest the crows. The crows caw and communicate to each other in ways I haven’t begun to understand.
A series of photos taken with a camera phone through the kitchen window shows a crow carrying and hiding pieces of bread.
After burying several pieces of bread, the crow jumped on a rock and seemed to look right at me through my kitchen window before he took flight. (shot with a camera phone through the window)
Happy with my successful morning, I drove home anxious to take a look at my photos and thinking about my amazing luck. I popped my memory card into my computer and opened up the file. Dumbfounded, I looked at the screen to see a lot fewer images than I thought, all of them a blurred mess. It didn’t take long to figure out that I had left my camera set for multiple exposures after a previous photo shoot, and all my osprey shots images were a compilation of three photos. You would think that I would have learned the basics by now, but it seems I needed a reminder that you should always reset your camera settings once you’re done shooting. Lesson re-learned and brain hopefully re-trained.
It seems that the neighbourhood is full of bird-brains. And not all of them have feathers and wings.
The crows, and the osprey, will be something for me to focus on again another day. And the lesson will likely be learned another time as well.
published in the South Shore Breaker - May 10, 2017