the birds, the pyracantha berries
November 2, 2007
The birds are slamming into the windows with alarming frequency this afternoon after partaking of the berries. I went out with my camera and tripod, trying to blend in with the shadows. All of them - the cedar waxwings, the robins, the finches, the occasional bluejay - took off to the top of the oaks. They chattered in tones I’d never heard before, exuberant, a little frantic, definitely stoned.
Perhaps next year, I will have the right lens for this kind of shooting.
Last year I got some pictures, but this year there are fewer berries, and I’m having trouble with the invisible part.
