It’s been an entertaining week attempting to see things from a bird’s eye level.
Some of my models haven’t been too enthused by my attempts to see life from their perspective.
I had thought of using my mobile as a remote as suggested,
then realised the camera needs to have wi-fi too,
which mine doesn’t, so that put an end to that idea.
All that was left was to bend those knees.
And get down and dirty.
All that was left was to bend those knees.
And get down and dirty.
This juvenile blackbird was quite accommodating.
More than happy to share her spot in the sun with me,
even when I, rather clumsily, leopard crawled in her direction.
Trust the grass to be wet with dew that morning.
She just spread her wings wider and settled down lower in the grass.
Maybe she thought I wouldn’t see her.
The Black Backed Gull on the other hand was rather
disgruntled by my attempt to get down to his level.
I’d interrupted his ablutions and he was most indignant.
I didn’t hang around for a second longer than I needed to.
Peering down at flowers seemed like a safer option.
Peering down at flowers seemed like a safer option.
Last but not least in the feathered department was this little fantail
who’d been having a glorious bath in the stream at Tahuna Torea.
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