The advantage of photographing a flying bird is that one can often see more of the bird because the wings may be spread.
A female Brewer’s Blackbird flies by.
A Belted Kingfisher flies by.
A Killdeer tried to lead me away from its nest, so I obliged and followed it.
Two postings ago, I showed an osprey carrying a intact fish <blog.kootenay-lake.ca/?p=34737>. This fish, however, has already had its tasty head eaten by the osprey. This is often the way a fish gets delivered to the nest.
I can’t quite explain my enduring fascination with the childhood tale “A Fly Went By,” which whimsically portrays a chain of escalating fears among animals, all sparked by a harmless misunderstanding and neatly resolved through simple curiosity and kindness. It’s akin to a lighthearted comic strip, full of rhythmic charm and visual delight. Yet, in the harsh light of reality, such vicious cycles far more often spiral into grim conclusions, amplifying fears into entrapment, conflict, or outright tragedy—where curiosity alone rarely suffices to dismantle the mounting panic.
I have followed many cams, including the one we lost at Nelson. The male fishes mostly, not entirely, and his food is usually the head and then the remainder is fed to the female. When chicks arrive they get first dibs, but mom gets a share in there also. I loved watching the Nelson Cam and really miss it!
It was amazing – and tragic. I miss it too.