Headed down to the water late this afternoon in search of an image. There is this long stretch of highway that runs right by a huge lake near a forest preserve. I love to go there because there is sort of a waterfall as the water from the lake drains into a spillway under a bridge and is swiftly carried down the other side toward the river. You cannot park close by, so it is a little bit of a walk to get there. The walk felt good and there were a lot of interesting things to look at along the way. Plus, once you get close to the water occasionally there are Egrets fishing that are unable to see, or hear you coming. If you are careful the rush of the falling water masks your approach enough for some close up photography. Today there was only a single bird waiting for me. Not a fishing bird, but a pecking, hopping bird gorging itself on bugs completely unconcerned with me.
As I drew near the bridge, I saw this bird tight-rope walking on the edge of the falls pecking at insects as it hopped along. It would do a little dance down the whole length of the cement spillway and then fly off. About five minutes after it flew away it came back and repeated the entire process again, and again. Unexpectedly, it came back not toward the spillway, but it flew toward the barbed wire fence on the side. Two shots were all that I got and this was one of them. It looked surreal when I peaked at the image on my LCD. It was like the bird was some sort of messenger, or providing a sign. Frozen just before it landed, a little soft, but it's a good exposure that seems like something out of a dream.
Happy Shooting.
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