When I took these photographs I thought these were dried leaves in an arty configuration. On closer inspection at home, I think there may be more to it as they are too precisely shaped.
Here’s a slightly closer view. It was quite breezy that day which may be why I didn’t get a closeup shot
I’m hoping to return to this spot soon, and to remember to look. If I do and they are there I’ll follow up.
Donnelley Wildlife Management Area, SC
February 3, 2012
It was a slow bird day at the swamp and I was looking for movement around the edges.
I didn’t see any moving creatures but did spot two groups of fungus that were in their own worlds in a crevice of a dead tree.
The next two images were taken with the Canon built in flash.
I didn’t have great footing and as I didn’t want to end up in the swamp I didn’t try to get the two groups together.
Here’s a wider shot of the tree where you can see the grouping from my first image; the second is a bit to the left. The tree had to have been magnificent in its day and is huge. I doubt I could put my arms around that limb. Sadly it has deteriorated noticeably in the five years I’ve been passing by.
I like to photograph wildlife with water reflections and even when they aren’t a mirror image they can be interesting. The ripple in this water gave the reflection of the Mute Swan a groovy beak and two eyes.
Less than a second later the reflection had a new shape with two distinct heads.
I walked by this stump recently when it was nicely lit by the late afternoon sun. I was reminded of a previous post, A Waiting Stage, and took a few images.
It was almost exactly a year later, and the biggest difference in the scene is more green moss now on the trunk. I also got a different angle with Palmetto fronds in the background.
There was still no wildlife taking advantage of the stage but I still think it is an attractive spot and will continue to keep my eye on it.
A juvenile Bluebird landed between the pickets on an old metal fence at Magnolia Cemetery.
A wider view showing off the corner element of the fence.
Magnolia Cemetery, Charleston, SC
August 7, 2020
These bright red seeds got my attention in a tangle of vegetation on the side of a pond dike.
Following their stem they I couldn’t identify any corresponding leaves.
I wanted to get a different angle but I was not willing to step any further in; biting insects are my biggest concern.
Perhaps this is Texas Mountain Laurel based on a search for “red seeds in pods.”
August 20, 2020
Surely they didn’t mean us!
A pair of juvenile Yellow-crowned Night Herons that flushed out of a tree when I passed by landed on a dock that sits on the Ashley River.
The river is tidal and the tide was in so there would be no river bank fishing for this duo for several hours.
of the photographer.
This image goes with Ted’s post at TPJ Photo, Mud Gator, which could have been titled “Why Did The Alligator Cross the Road?”
I digress. Ted and I have pretty much given up on alerting the other to photography opportunities when we are out but I turned when I heard him call my name. This is what I saw:
These empty chairs would bear witness to the sunset, their owners nowhere to be seen.
Sit a spell and watch
The show is about to start
Sun waits for no one
A reality in Charleston: fancy dress shops and sand bags for days the streets flood.
