During sunset.
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Sometimes my thoughts drift to the Bear River Migratory Bird Refuge, and I try to imagine what birds I might encounter there now. Many have already left for warmer places, but the ones that remain seem to be patiently "waiting" for me. Or I just want to believe...
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Recently, I went back through my old archives and was amazed at how many boring unremarkable photos I had taken of my favorite birds. And yet, every time I had an opportunity to photograph, I was completely absorbed by them.
Will this enthusiasm ever return?...
Generally, life is good.
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