While at Point Loma we observed a pair of ravens hectoring a hawk.
In there stepped a stately Raven
Tag: bird
Don’t Look Now, Tippi
Wings
But we also saw live birds here. I was stuck by the white gull in the dark lamppost shadow:
Polly Want an Apple?
Wading In
Serpentine
We walked around the Serpentine where there were quite a few different aquatic birds, some guarding eggs.
Love Birds
Flight
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Causeway
Every time we thought we were coming to the end of the causeway we rounded a curve and found another length stretching off into the befogged, invisible, distance. We tried walking on the paved part of the causeway but had to leap off into the mud every time a car passed (which was surprisingly frequent).
Wooler
The trip described in the last couple of posts was taken about a month ago – we were going to be walking along St Cuthbert’s Way in Northumberland, from Wooler to Holy Island/Lindisfarne. From the Berwick-upon-Tweed train station we were taken by taxi to our first night’s resting place in Wooler. After checking in, we took a walk around town. (Click any of the images below to see them enlarged.)
Parakeets
After the Serpentine Galleries we walked back through Hyde Park to the Lancaster Gate tube station, not too far from where I lived in Bayswater in the ’80s. We were stunned to see a lot of parakeets fluttering around until one of our Indian classmates explained to us that they had arrived here some years ago, escaping the homes of Indians in England who had brought them from someplace in India where they’re common.
Wax Wings
Bohemian wax wings were spotted in Farnham for the first time in a long time. I was not out to photograph birds, but my wife was ready to spot birds with her binoculars and, seeing my camera, friendly people naturally directed me to the library garden where they could be seen.
Looking West
ReVoltairean Concept
Continuing my walk along the South Bank after seeing the Sugimoto exhibit at the Hayward Gallery, I came again to the Tate Modern with, for some reason, this quotation from the end of Voltaire’s Candide struck in lights on a frame at the back of a lawn where pigeons flatly rested. Uncanny.
Pigeons
Birdman
Back from my travels. Over the next week or so, I’ll be posting snapshots from my travels in New York and Chicago. This was a trip to catch up with friends and family and take care of NY personal business. So it was extremely fulfilling in those areas, not so productive on the photography front.
My current ethics of photography do not really include taking shots of people in the street without their consent and/or collaboration. In this case, I crouched down in front of him so he knew I was there and tourists were clearly photographing him with their phones from bad vantage points, and he was not complaining so I took it he was tacitly consenting. I will probably post a few other street shots over the coming days from this trip that contravene this personal rule of mine, where, for one reason or another, I felt taking the shot was validated in some way – we shall see…
Birds of a Feather
…gathering off Tenth Avenue in September, 2009.
Balsley Park
Another image from my back catalogue of Septembers past – this one from 2009.
Birds on a Wire
This one, like the last post, is also from September, 2006.
