I seem to be in a black and white phase lately which feels a bit odd with spring color popping all around me. But if that is what is inspiring me to post, then so be it.
I was out early this morning experimenting with one of my old lenses, a classic Minolta 70-210, f 4, to see if it is worth hanging onto. There was a good variety of birds on the water but it was the silhouettes of this Belted kingfisher flying overhead that caught my eye when I opened the images on my computer. I think it is partly the contrast between the soar and the dive. I don’t have the big honking lenses to do justice to birds in the distance so I go for more of a “feel” of the moment.
Kingfishers alway bring to mind a poem by Gerald Manley Hopkins (1844-1889)
“As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame;
As tumbled over rim in roundy wells
Stones ring; like each tucked string tells, each hung bell’s
Bow swung finds tongue to fling out broad its name;
And it keeps going with the wonderful crisp, words reminiscent of a Kingfisher chattering.
p.s. For those interested in the other birds I saw this morning while on the shore of Chuckanut Bay, here they are – Barrow’s Goldeneye, Harlequin Duck, Red-breasted Merganser, Eared Grebe, Common Loon, Turkey Vulture, Bald Eagle.