Thursday, September 29, 2016

Birds of a Feather...


It was a sort of dark and kinda stormy late afternoon. Birds of a feather gathered together and flew over our house several times. Obviously, I couldn't let them get away with that and I had no intention of writing a short story featuring them, so I got my camera and took a couple of photos.

17 comments:

Andy said...

Did you look around for Alfred Hitchcock? ;)

Judy said...

Sometimes you just feel like flying somewhere far away. I wonder where they are headed to.

Francisco Manuel Carrajola Oliveira said...

Um belo trabalho está espectacular.
Um abraço e continuação de boa semana.
Andarilhar

Tanya Breese said...

nice! i like what you did with it...i like watching the birds fly around when a storm is coming!

SRQ said...

That's a nice flock of egrets! Cool texture.

Linda said...

Beautiful capture, Lowell! I love seeing birds. :)

Catalyst said...

Bird radar: an amazing thing.

RedPat said...

I like the effect you used there, Lowell!

Bill said...

They're leaving and it's not on a jet plane. Love those clouds.

Bergson said...

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William Kendall said...

I imagine some birds there in the summer feel like migrating even further south.

Small City Scenes said...

Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!
MB

Laura. M said...

A good flock of birds Lowell.
Un abrazo.

Halcyon said...

I like the effect on the clouds. Sometimes an ordinary scene can be a thing of beauty!

PerthDailyPhoto said...

Hopefully not an 'omen' of bad things to come :)

Sallie (FullTime-Life) said...

I like what you did with the Pelican Patrol! You could make this a story or a poem if you wanted to do so. All I can do is try to take a picture half as good as yours.

stardust said...

A flock of birds under stormy sky usually look ominous, but this photo gives me the feeling of hope. I have understood “birds of a feather” as like-minded people but have wondered why “a feather”. Now I got it!

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"Photographers deal in things which are continually vanishing and when they have vanished there is no contrivance on earth which can make them come back again." — Henri Cartier-Bresson