No sooner had my birdseed bucket and I disappeared into the house when they were already swooping down onto the fresh buffet. As I always do, I stood at the porch door and watched them for a long while, enjoying their feathered delicacy and beauty. Then I thought about my camera again. I went and got it, put on my extra long zoom, tried to take a couple of pictures through the glass of the door. The glass needs to be cleaned, though, and the angle wasn't right. I decided to try my luck outside.
I eased the door open and all the birds flew away in alarm. I sat down quietly on the porch steps and raised my camera, bracing my elbows on my knees. And I sat. And I sat.
It took fifteen minutes of being studied very carefully from a discrete distance before greed for the fresh birdseed overcame their natural timidity. As they always are, the titmice and chickadees were first, fluttering in, stealing a seed, and flying away. The cardinals were somewhat less trusting. Eventually, they, too, came gliding down, and I was able to take some shots.
It was a nice way to spend some time this afternoon, very peaceful. I got one or two that I really like, including the one I posted here. Maybe if I sit out there long enough, they'll just start ignoring me totally. It would be one instance that I wouldn't mind being invisible at all.
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