March 24, 2017
March 23, 2017
March 21, 2017
March 20, 2017
Continuing my circumnavigation of Rock Pond . . .
March 19, 2017
It snowed here in northeast Ohio the day after I arrived back. Made it out with the camera Thursday to catch some of it before it disappeared. I left our place thinking about snow, but as I walked past Rock Pond, I was seduced by ice. Oh, yeahhhh, ice. Almost forgot about it.
March 14, 2017
Maybe vultures don’t like to get their wings wet.
March 13, 2017
It wasn’t all be-polite-and-wait-your-turn with the vultures. In fact, they brawled over their food. Amid the mayhem I couldn’t tell whether the same guy fought off the challengers or the challengers replaced one another.
March 12, 2017
While I was photographing the upended tree, Lynda called from further down the path. Was I interested in photographing a dead alligator, or was that too gross. This photograph shows my answer. Up north the turkey buzzards keep our rural roadways cleared of carcasses, and I have often thought of them as the cleanup crew. It’s hard to tell how much cleaning up these black vultures can achieve with such tough hide to work through. They were certainly doing their best.
March 8, 2017
When I go to the Venice Myakka River Park, I usually spend most of my time at the lagoon there. On February 12, however, water lettuce covered much of the water’s surface, and confounded with a cloudy sky, I failed to catch the reflections that often intrigue me. I was at the park as the second outing with my new friend Lynda. While I tarried at the lagoon, hoping it would still speak to me, she wandered along and soon found the photography event of the day (you’ll see later) and phoned to alert me. All in all, thanks largely to Lynda’s superior ability to spot potential photographic material, it was a great day. . . . Willow trees proliferate in this park.