My relationship with crows is bad, or one might say none at all. These birds don't take me seriously as a wildlife photographer, they never let me get close to them and seem to enjoy my failures .
What happened that day on the Great Salt Lake is hard to believe. In some incomprehensible way I managed to take a few shots a flying American crow. It flew slowly completely oblivious to my presence. Ah, I wish that would happen more often.
September 15, 2020. Bear River Migratory Bird Refuge.
So far I have three photographs in my small collection of American Crows and I am very proud of them.
Generally, life is good.
The lords of aerobatics.
ReplyDeletePuedes estar orgulloso de las fotografías que has conseguido. Es difícil captar un ave en vuelo y además ha tenido el detalle de posarse, para que lo hagas con más tranquilidad.
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Al final los cuervos te dieron una alegría. Vas a tener que cambiar tu opinión sobre ellos. Me encanta la tercera fotografía.
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Estupendo ese cuervo en pleno vuelo.
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