Red-Bellied Woodpecker
The light is special today, as it appears shine from every direction. At times it’s almost blinding. Couple that with the freezing gusts of wind, and it’s amazing I can keep my eyes open for any length of time at all.
As I walk back into the house, a flash of something else catches my attention. A perfect winter scene if there ever was such a thing. The camera attached to my wrist is set up for video. It will have to do. I’m sure he’s spotted me by now, just as I spotted him. But he’s not flying away. Now I have a decision to ponder. Do I make the best of the situation with the camera I have on hand? Or do I run back inside and switch to my telephoto that I know is just inside the door? I give in and make the switch, and in hindsight, it's the right call.
These are the moments I enjoy the most as a photographer. The times when light and subject align and I have to access all of my learned technique in a matter of seconds.
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