Bird Count
Last night while watching Mr. & Mrs. Smith, I felt an itch on my neck. Went to scratch it and felt a bump. Tried to pick it off thinking it was a scab or something, and it wouldn't come off. I pulled on it and felt the skin on my neck start to stretch. When it finally tore free this little S.O.B. was holding a chunk of my neck in it's mouth. I don't think I've had a tick on me since my parents took us camping when we were tiny kids. I killed it with a lighter and then of course, had to document the corpse.
Always up for something new, I tagged along with Darren this morning for the annual bird count. He had a route, 25 miles long, that required listening and observing of birds and their calls every 1/2 mile for 3 minutes each. He gave me the tally sheet and went out of the car at each stop to listen. He picked me up at 3:30 am and off we went.
Saw some cool birds, got some nice images. This will end up being my example of a picture story for my students. Their last assignment before the final portfolio is a picture story and I told them I'd do one. This will be it. Several other images to be added before I show it to them on Thursday, but you get the idea.
Found a neat mailbox that reminded me of a barrel horse my dad made when we were living in Ft. Collins. Ours was better though, the neck turned and the head nodded up and down and you could actually pretend you were riding it. Yes, I got up on it and we got a picture.
On the way back home we stopped in Dubois to get a bite to eat and to check out a lava-tube cave. Found the cave, which was used as a civil-defense fallout shelter, and still has provisions behind a locked steel door. 5 minute exposure...turned out ok I guess.
Then, for the grand finale we found a nest of young ravens and had to take a portrait of them skwawking at the camera.
Now for a brief rest before tonights entertainment...the Bigfoot Symposium at ISU in Pocatello! Should be a hoot.
Always up for something new, I tagged along with Darren this morning for the annual bird count. He had a route, 25 miles long, that required listening and observing of birds and their calls every 1/2 mile for 3 minutes each. He gave me the tally sheet and went out of the car at each stop to listen. He picked me up at 3:30 am and off we went.
Saw some cool birds, got some nice images. This will end up being my example of a picture story for my students. Their last assignment before the final portfolio is a picture story and I told them I'd do one. This will be it. Several other images to be added before I show it to them on Thursday, but you get the idea.
Found a neat mailbox that reminded me of a barrel horse my dad made when we were living in Ft. Collins. Ours was better though, the neck turned and the head nodded up and down and you could actually pretend you were riding it. Yes, I got up on it and we got a picture.
On the way back home we stopped in Dubois to get a bite to eat and to check out a lava-tube cave. Found the cave, which was used as a civil-defense fallout shelter, and still has provisions behind a locked steel door. 5 minute exposure...turned out ok I guess.
Then, for the grand finale we found a nest of young ravens and had to take a portrait of them skwawking at the camera.
Now for a brief rest before tonights entertainment...the Bigfoot Symposium at ISU in Pocatello! Should be a hoot.
posted by Michael at
1:29 PM
1 Comments:
Them birds remind me of students, mouths open, making comments, wanting to be fed information, or just making noise to be noticed. The nest is like the classroom, the birds in the back are sleeping through. Sweet!
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