We spent the earlier part of the evening last night at a pond. I'd been wanting to capture trout rising up out of the water to catch nymphs and flies--a challenge I liken to capturing lightning bugs in their flash mode. You don't know where or when it's going to happen; like my friend Angelo says, you have to be in the right place at the right time! In an otherwise still pond, I managed to shoot a few small rises.
They're after stuff like this:
That sometimes swarm like this:
But not last night. It was calm and peaceful, with just enough to keep the fish happy.
Birds were singing all around me:
Flowers were at my feet:
And I was surrounded by beautiful scenery in every direction:
This beaver swam into view, heading toward it's home through an underwater tunnel which led him to pop out on the other side of the dam.
Walking around the pond, I came across this pair of Mallards.
When the drake took off heading straight for me (Imax-style), caught by surprise, I jumped back and let out a yelp!
A few small fish were caught and released.
My photo shoot would have been complete if I caught the heron that slowly flew overhead, but I left here anyway with a peaceful feeling in my heart which I hope extends to yours as you view this post!
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