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On a canvas of blue

Long night.  Very long, but really a long day.

I awoke yesterday morning around four.  I’m still up.

This is the new reality: our on-call shift for the weekend is now 24×7.

And it’s been a rough night.

Elvis, a large male muscovy duck (Cairina moschata), gliding by the shore on a bright morning (20071228_00485)

The thought of brighter times has kept me going, kept me from throwing the pager across the room and climbing into bed for some sleep.

Yet sleep might not come until tomorrow.

An American coot (Fulica americana) swimming toward shore in the weak light of dawn (20071228_00418)

So far I’ve been paged 107 times since midnight.

And the day is young.

A juvenile ring-billed gull (Larus delawarensis) standing atop a light post and watching me closely (20080114_01205)

I have no creativity, no worthwhile or witty content bubbling around in my head.

I barely remember my own name.

An American white pelican (Pelecanus erythrorhynchos) suffering from a majorly bad hair day swims away while screaming 'No pictures!' (20080223_02030)

Were it not for images like these still loitering about my laptop searching for the light of day, I might have to forgo all hope of seeing nature this weekend.

Aside from the nature outside my windows, I mean.

A male red-winged blackbird (Agelaius phoeniceus) perched atop a shrub singing his crazy head off (20080420_04224)

This kind of workload cannot continue, will not be tolerated.

I just can’t do it.

A juvenile red-tailed hawk (Buteo jamaicensis) perched in a treetop surveying its kingdom (20080405_03024)

Perhaps I can grab a quick nap later today.

The sooner the better.

Elvis again, a large male muscovy duck (Cairina moschata), taking a refreshing bath near shore (20080614_06555)

This weekend sucks.

I might try to spin that into an artistic sentiment if I had the mental wherewithal.

But I don’t.

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Photos:

[1] Elvis, a large male muscovy duck (Cairina moschata), gliding by the shore on a bright morning

[2] An American coot (Fulica americana) swimming toward shore in the weak light of dawn

[3] A juvenile ring-billed gull (Larus delawarensis) standing atop a light post and watching me closely

[4] An American white pelican (Pelecanus erythrorhynchos) suffering from a majorly bad hair day swims away while screaming “No pictures!”

[5] A male red-winged blackbird (Agelaius phoeniceus) perched atop a shrub singing his crazy head off

[6] A juvenile red-tailed hawk (Buteo jamaicensis) perched in a treetop surveying its kingdom

[7] Elvis again, a large male muscovy duck (Cairina moschata), taking a refreshing bath near shore

The first walk (Part II)

A month ago I began an informal series of posts showing some photographs I captured during the first walk I took with my new camera, a Canon S5 IS.

Now quite some time after that first post, I’m finally getting to the second part (and who knows how long it will take to get to subsequent installments…).

My lack of timeliness notwithstanding, however, I hope you enjoy seeing the fruit of my initial experience memorializing moments of time with this great piece of photographic equipment.  The more I use it, the better the results, yet I couldn’t have been happier with what it accomplished on our first walk together.

A simple view of the lake with the sun rising behind me (IMG_0188)

A simple view of the lake with the sun rising behind me.

A small covert of American coots (Fulica americana) foraging on shore (IMG_0234)

A small covert of American coots (Fulica americana) foraging on shore.

A beautiful, large male muscovy duck (Cairina moschata) keeping himself between me and his lady friend standing just behind and to the left of him (IMG_0209)

A beautiful, large male muscovy duck (Cairina moschata) keeping himself
between me and his lady friend standing just behind and to the left of him.

Four American white pelicans (Pelecanus erythrorhynchos), two preening and two beaking (which is how these large birds establish and maintain their pecking order) (IMG_0162)

Four American white pelicans (Pelecanus erythrorhynchos), two
preening and two beaking (which is how these large birds establish
and maintain their pecking order).

Two ring-billed gulls (Larus delawarensis) in flight (IMG_0342)

Two ring-billed gulls (Larus delawarensis) in flight.

An American crow (Corvus brachyrhynchos) hunting for breakfast on the wet floodplain (IMG_0364)

An American crow (Corvus brachyrhynchos) hunting for breakfast on
the wet floodplain.

I promise to get back to this set of photos soon so I can complete this series before 2015…

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A strange lot

American coots (Fulica americana).  What an odd bunch they are.

A covert of American coots (Fulica americana) swimming in a creek (IMG_20071230_00559)

Charcoal-colored footballs with stubby little wings and black heads resting atop squat necks.

An American coot (Fulica americana) standing in the shallows bathed in early morning sunlight (20071228_00496)

Red eyes that seem to contradict inherently their gregarious nature.

An American coot (Fulica americana) swimming near shore (20071228_00470)

And oversized legs with pontoon feet, neither of which fits the rest of this strange creature.

An American coot (Fulica americana) walking through dry winter grass (IMG_0242)

But those feet.  Those ingenious, remarkable, bizarre feet.

A close-up of an American coot's (Fulica americana) feet perched on a rock just under the surface of the water (20080223_02145)

A strange lot indeed.

The first walk (Part I)

My new camera arrived in late December 2007.  Because my naiveté with its functionality meant the date had not even been set correctly, I can’t truthfully say when I first held this splendid piece of magic in my grimy paws, nor can I tell you the actual date these photos were taken (as the EXIF date is incorrect, although it’s only off by 12-24 hours from what I remember).

Nevertheless, I can tell you this: Perhaps taken Christmas Eve or the day before, perhaps taken Christmas Day even, these images represent my new Canon S5 IS’s initial performance at White Rock Lake, its debut as my photographic companion at the urban oasis I love.

So welcome to the first walk, to be presented in parts since there’s lots to see.

Two American white pelicans (Pelecanus erythrorhynchos) and a double-crested cormorant (Phalacrocorax auritus) perched on a submerged branch and preening in morning sunlight (IMG_0091)

Two American white pelicans (Pelecanus erythrorhynchos)
and a double-crested cormorant (Phalacrocorax auritus)
perched on a submerged branch and preening in morning sunlight.

A broad view of White Rock Lake from Sunset Bay (IMG_0092)

Taken immediately after the previous photo, I zoomed out to give some
perspective on where I stood when I snapped that picture.  This is
facing west from Sunset Bay.  You can see my shadow in the lower-
right corner of the image, and the pelicans and cormorant can be seen
just right of center.

A pair of juvenile ring-billed gulls (Larus delawarensis) standing on a submerged tree stump (IMG_0111)

A pair of juvenile ring-billed gulls (Larus delawarensis) standing on a
submerged tree stump, sometimes preening, sometimes looking around
as though trying to determine what to do with their morning.

The confluence in Sunset Bay crowded with teeming waterfowl, from an American white pelican (Pelecanus erythrorhynchos) to American coots (Fulica americana) to brown and white Chinese geese (a.k.a. swan geese; Anser cygnoides) (IMG_0127)

The confluence in Sunset Bay crowded with teeming waterfowl, from
an American white pelican (Pelecanus erythrorhynchos) to American coots
(Fulica americana) to brown and white Chinese geese (a.k.a. swan
geese; Anser cygnoides).

A covert of American coots (Fulica americana) milling about in the shallows near the shore of Sunset Bay (IMG_0139)

A covert of American coots (Fulica americana) milling about in the shallows
near shore, some eating, some preening, some wandering aimlessly.

A veritable flotilla of ducks swimming upstream from the lake, including two male, one female, and one unidentified pekin ducks (a.k.a. domestic ducks, white pekin ducks, or Long Island ducks; Anas domesticus), a male mallard (Anas platyrhynchos), two male Indian runners (Anas platyrhynchos), and a male crested Indian runner (Anas platyrhynchos) (IMG_0149)

A veritable flotilla of ducks swimming upstream from the lake, including
two male, one female, and one unidentified pekin ducks (a.k.a. domestic
ducks, white pekin ducks, or Long Island ducks; Anas domesticus), a male
mallard (Anas platyrhynchos), two male Indian runners (Anas platyrhynchos),
and a male crested Indian runner (Anas platyrhynchos).

That’s it for now, but there’s more to come in future installments.

Allow me to finish with this:

It took me years to realize my Canon PowerShot S50 had a macro setting, let alone what that could do for me.  It took me years to develop any level of proficiency with that piece of equipment, my first digital camera.  It took me years to feel comfortable with it, to feel confident with changing the settings to fit the conditions.  It took me years to start taking respectable images.

My sincere hope now is that it won’t take me years with the S5 IS.  I love photography.  Something about capturing the moment as I see it means a great deal to me, whether the pictures are just for me or for public consumption.  My newest camera, although certainly not a professional piece of equipment, offers tremendous power and advantage when compared to its predecessor.  I’m trying to learn its ins and outs as quickly as possible.  Considering these photos were taken the first day I had it, I hope I’m making more rapid progress than I did before.

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Runner at dusk

Dusk.  Our familiar star settles below the horizon, yet neither light nor dark rule our planet.

Nothing less than otherworldly, the twilight hour defined by a mingling of giants: night and day.

Weak light bends through the air to offer sight in still darkness.  Not too much vision, mind you, but enough.

Amongst the foraging creatures stands a runner.  Tall, upright, obvious.  He towers over his feathered brethren.

Indian runner duck (a.k.a. Indian runner or runner; Anas platyrhynchos) amongst other waterfowl at dusk (20080222_01972)

I stagger at his presence, his defiant stance above his kind, his station.  What empowers him to be so different?

Indian runner duck (a.k.a. Indian runner or runner; Anas platyrhynchos) amongst other waterfowl at dusk (20080222_01975)

Gravity.

It’s no more complicated than that.

With legs placed further back than other ducks, his center of gravity rests near his tail.  This forces him and his kind to stand up.

And to walk like they’re running.

Indian runner duck (a.k.a. Indian runner or runner; Anas platyrhynchos) amongst other waterfowl at dusk (20080222_01976)

Or marching.

While gabbing ad infinitum with a diatribe meant for the gods.

Still, even in this late hour when daylight and darkness combine, his presence remains unmissable, unmistakable.  Even if you’ve seen his kind before, a runner at dusk is a magical thing indeed.

Indian runner duck (a.k.a. Indian runner or runner; Anas platyrhynchos) amongst other waterfowl at dusk (20080222_02011)

[male Indian runner duck (a.k.a. Indian runner or runner; Anas platyrhynchos); also seen are American coots (Fulica americana), mallard ducks (Anas platyrhynchos), and pekin ducks (a.k.a. domestic ducks, white pekin ducks, or Long Island ducks; Anas domesticus)]