Yorkshire is a beautiful county. The sun always shines.
I write and take shots in the hopes that we preserve all this beauty in nature for future generations to wonder at – and of course for all the other creatures that inhabit this planet with us. They are all as important as we are!! They need protecting and caring for!
Now that spring has (finally) arrived in Burlington, an afternoon trip to Shelburne Farms seemed appropriate. It started as a working farm nearly 130 years ago by the Vanderbilt family (yeah, that Vanderbilt family) and since the early 1970s has operated as a non-profit dedicated to conservation education.
And it’s gorgeous.
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In recent years a new photography niche has arisen: people offering hides in nature reserves specially adapted for photography. Often a small pond in front of the hide, at eye so you have a nice low angle on the birds and some branches or sticks for the birds to sit on, often covered in moss. In the Netherlands there are several people/organisations offering hides like this and in foreign countries the diversity is even bigger. Water hides, hides specialised in species like vultures, eagles, grouses to name a few. And of course the mammal hides like the Brown Bear hides I used in Finland. These hides all offer a great opportunity to capture species that often are hard to photograph. The large carnivores of the taiga are extremely difficult (if not nearly impossible) to capture without hides, but also for forest birds this offers nice possibilities. Where most of…
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It’s 5.15pm. My phone buzzes.
“It did take me a little longer than I’d hoped, but I’m on a train on my way to you. Do you have gin? Xxx,” the message says. It’s from Seb, obviously.
“Ah well done! Yes, of course I do. What time does train get in and where?” I say. ”Would love some skimmed milk and some Red Bull Zero. And maybe a bottle of wine.”
“Sure thing,” he replies. ”I’m not sure, to tell the truth. Typical, eh! Looking forward to arriving.”
“Me too xxx.” I say. Oh, how I look forward to getting past the long stretch of the evening that will spend waiting for him. On the plus side, very much on the plus side in fact, he has made it onto a train. So must stop worrying about something befalling him before he arrives. Maybe will watch my television for a…
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