Tuesday, July 8

Ain’t love grand

This morning I heard a gurgling, chortling, clucking sound coming from a nearby oak tree, and saw the two ravens I’ve been feeding for lo these many years grooming each other. They were apparently finding little morsels on each other’s beaks, and would alternate between being the recipient and donor of the service. This picture is taken from quite a distance and shot through a window because if they saw the camera, they would be out of here immediately.

What is it about animals and cameras? Our cat, Raven, won’t cooperate and let me get a picture of him for an upcoming blog. I really need the picture for the article and may have to resort to sly feline psychological stuff (if I can think of something, that is). Know any tricks to get a cat’s picture as he is walking away from you?

Horses are just the opposite. Grab a camera and go try to get a whole-horse picture — they’ll walk right up to you. Hilary wanted monthly updates documenting the growth of one of her young’uns. Having an accomplice, Karla, to tempt the horse away with carrots enabled me to get pictures of more than eyeballs and nostrils.

Cats are from another universe.

2 comments:

Unknown said...

Aw, that's cute.

Tom Hurley said...

I tried to get a picture of them today, the 10th, but they saw the camera. They had pulled their feathers tight against their bodies and their beaks were open as if they were trying to eat invisible golf balls, it was so hot out there. I would have sprayed a hose on them if they would have stood for it!