Welcome to the Photo a Day Project blog, where you can read about my adventures in my quest to take a photo every day for the whole year!
For the Birds
Day 134
Patience was the name of the game today, I went out to Montezuma and decided that I was going to wait and wait till I saw at least one of the birds that I could hear. And wait I did, I actually saw a bunch of birds, but three were ones I had never photographed before, the Baltimore Oriole, the Eastern Kingbird and the Yellow Warbler, none of them are unusual for our area I just haven't been able to get a picture of them, in fact I had never even seen a Yellow Warbler before, they are so tiny and stick to the bushes, hiding among the leaves. My pick for the photo of the day is the warbler peeking out from the leaves, I think it is the cutest little thing, I did get a shot of it's whole body but I like the other shot, it captures what the bird does everyday all day, hides.
"Patience is also a form of action." ~Auguste Rodin
Sitting on the Stoop
Day 133
I think these martins and swallows sitting on their bird house look like people sitting on their front steps chatting with each other on a nice evening. The birds were all flying about landing and taking off, chirping away. I love watching the swallows zip around eating bugs, so acrobatic, they come so close to the ground, and to trees and buildings and people walking by. They are so carefree and happy, and so much fun to watch.
"It was impossible to get a conversation going, everybody was talking too much." -Yogi Berra
Iris
Day 132
Well I hope you all like flowers because as you can see I like to photograph them, not because they are easy but because they are so pretty. But as you can see they can also can look terrifying, this iris is so cool with the colors and patterns but just look at it, scary, it looks like a monster with a big scary mouth. But still it's still so beautiful you can't help but stare at it.
"People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us." -Iris Murdoch
Goodnight Sun
Day 131
It's been a long long day, when you wake up at 330am, wide awake like it's time to get up and go, and I never went back to sleep so I have been out of sync all day. At 9am I wanted lunch, at 4pm it was bed time. But I wanted to get a picture and thought tonights sunset would be a good bet, I was right. Technically this photo is after the sunset, I thought the colors were awesome, the blues, the yellows and the reds and pinks, I wish it had lasted longer so I could just stare at it, but I can look at the photo as much as I want. So enjoy tonight's sunset, I'm going to bed!
"Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky."-Rabindranath Tagore
Memories of Youth
Day 130
When I see railroad tracks I think of childhood, and believe it or not, playing around them. Our house is up on a hill and there are tracks that run along the lake below it, I remember when the trains ran more frequently, several times a day, and when I was a kid I used to go to bed and wait for a train to go by, the rumble would put me to sleep. When my grandparents had a cottage along the lake the tracks were right across the driveway, I mean those trains were close to the house, when a train went by you couldn't hear yourself think! Talk about noise putting you to sleep, if you stayed at the cottage and a train went by in the middle of the night, chances are you would wake up because it sounded like it was coming right through your bedroom.
But the thing that was the most fun, not the smartest thing we ever used to do, was to put pennies on the tracks. We would listen for a train in the distance, hopefully it was way off, but not always, then we would run up to the tracks and lay bunch of pennies on the track for the train to run over and flatten. You had to put a bunch down because once they got run over by the train they would fly everywhere. So after they were flattened we would have to find them among the stones and railroad ties. We would get yelled at every time we did this, I think my Grandmother thought we would get flattened by the train. I still have a couple of those pennies, flat and smooth and super thin. It's one of those fond childhood memories that happened so long ago but seems like yesterday.
"Sweet childish days, that were as long as twenty days are now." -William Wordsworth
