Category: photography

Liken Lichen

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photo by Jeanine Renzoni, camera Nikon Coolpix S9900

The Opposite of Succulent Wild Life

Symbiotic association.

Algae and fungi.

Food, dye, medication.

Grow so slowly.

Substrate, skull of deer.

Making, on that so iconic symbol of death;  white sun-bleached skull bones,

A new vegetative life. I like it.

Green, olive, ocher, crustose, squamulose … uncertain propagation.      —Jeanine Renzoni

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photo by Jeanine Renzoni – Angles on Lichen Encrusted Deer Skull.

 

 

 

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Hay Field, robins and horses

It’s Friday afternoon, a sunny beautiful day beginning Memorial weekend. I walked out my backdoor and thought the horses looked stunning in front of the neighbor’s hay-field, which is (unlucky for him) blooming in mustard flowers.

Photo taken from ground level and cropped to remove some extraneous foreground.
Photo taken from ground level and cropped to remove some extraneous foreground.

I took some photos from the ground level feeling grumpy about the fencing and the shrubs and the raised garden beds wanting to get in my way.

Photo taken from 10 feet up (deck).
Photo taken from ground level, more telephoto.

So I went up on the deck. Which raised my angle, but maybe not enough to make a significant difference. Except the foreground miscellaneous shrubbery was no longer a problem. Then upon looking at my screen I felt the span of the field was really the most interesting part of the scene.

Same 10 foot up view, landscape setting, no telephoto and cropped to highlight the spread of the field.
Same 10 foot up view, landscape setting, no telephoto and cropped to highlight the spread of the field.

A very pastoral scene, so quiet (except for the robins who feel I am too close to their nest and are making a major racket). So I went to investigate and found out the babies were leaving the nest. Only one remained and as it saw me looking at it, decided it was time to take flight.

Fledgling decided, despite days and days of me walking under this same spot, now is the time to abandon the nest..
Fledgling decided, despite days and days of me walking under this same spot by the dog kennels, now is the time to abandon the nest..
First it clambered up and out and perched between a support and the metal roof.
First it clambered up and out and perched between a support and the metal roof.
Then making the decision it wasn't a good enough location...
Then making the decision it wasn’t a good enough spot…
Out onto the horn to launch, briefly flying with parental encouragement and landing in the raspberry patch to rest.
Out onto the horn to launch, briefly flying with parental encouragement or maybe threats and landing in the raspberry patch to rest. Wow, caught the takeoff.

Now to help out, at least temporarily, a happy ending. I will keep the dogs in for several hours to give the fledglings a chance to find better spots to perch, or somewhere I don’t see their demise. And hope whatever eats them is actually hungry.

And with that … have a great Memorial Day weekend.

Finding crows

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Watercolor  11 X15 Strathmore 140lb cold press paper, vision of a crow family.

As a teenager I looked early every spring to see if I could find a crow’s nest. My intent was to climb up and steal one of their babies. I wanted a crow for a pet. My brother and I scouted the woods. Crows nest very high. Very high.

I had raised a pigeon and taught her quite a few things. She even went to school with me one day. She liked riding on top of cars as they left the school grounds where we lived. Then she stayed with my grandmother when we went somewhere for an extended period and grandmother apparently released her to her resident flock of barn pigeons. Back to the wild for Freedom. I grew taller and the next time we saw her she landed on my younger brother’s shoulder instead of mine and he was surprised. Scared her. She never came down to us again, despite frequent attempts to cajole her. She’d just look, pace and coo.

I never found a crow’s nest that was anywhere near accessible. Probably lucky me. One year we did find an easily looked at blue jay’s nest with three eggs in a red pine tree, however they are a protected species. It’s changed since back then, crows now are also protected by the migratory birds law. Every once in a while, I still think longingly of crows especially when the local gathering gets rowdy. Such smart, irritating and funny birds.