So, Hubby and I went to Orford Ness for a weekend with the scary camera. I generally twiddle things and press buttons until I get a shot I like – my photography teacher called it ‘instinctive’ – I think she was being polite. Hubby, who is far more analytical, is getting into histograms and actually expects me to know what the twiddling will do before it does it. I suspect he will make a better photographer than me in the long run.
A day was spent stalking Little Egrets and Herons, we also saw Stonechats but they refused to sit still and consequently came out blurry. With much excitement, we watched a tiny black dot circling over the reserve which may or may not have been a Marsh Harrier…of course it is just as likely to have been a pigeon. I do not pretend to be a very knowledgeable bird watcher and I could include on our spotting list some ‘little brown ones’, ‘a red legged one’ confirmed by a bearded fellow with a huge telephoto lens to be a Redshank, and a little creamy orange one with a white eyebrow which turned out to be a Wheatear. This was confirmed by my friend Gwyn by dint of a behavioural description and the photo posted below. I guess this makes me a retrospective bird watcher – I take a photo and ask someone about it later.
I am learning though.
On returning home we played with Adobe Lightroom and discovered that some of our pics were not too bad. I have to credit Hubby with the Little Egret – I think this beautiful creature will be appearing in a new collagraph print soon.