Another photo I shot back in Bellingham, in an overgrown vacant lot. The swallows were flying all around me and I just kept shooting and shooting, trying to track them as the swooped and zigzagged across the sky. Amazing creatures, swallows. I only got a few shots which came out. Getting them in frame at all and anywhere close to focused was a real task.
Another shot taken in Bellingham, Washington several years back, but recently re-edited. I'm pretty fond of cormorants. They're tough and successful. Swimming birds. After they've been underwater for awhile they have to dry out their feathers so that they can fly again. They typically choose a prominent spot and often face into the sun and wind if they can do both at the same time. It's a striking sight, and even though I know it's strictly pragmatic-- it's the sort of thing which goes along with their personality when you get to know them.
This photo is called "Going to California" and it was taken in Kingman, Arizona where we stopped for the night on our somewhat arduous move from Santa Fe, New Mexico, back to California where I have lived most of my life.
Took this shot years ago in Santa Cruz, of the lighthouse at the Yacht Harbor. Only got around to editing it tonight, which is a good thing because I don't think my editing skills were as good years ago. Years from now hopefully the skills will be better still.
