Feral
The Call: Wild Bunch — Jessica
Okay, so maybe they aren’t really feral but when they are taking over the toy box (heck, taking over the bedrooms) they certainly feel a little wild and dangerous!
Response: A Gift — Cheryl
Late this afternoon, Bridget and I drove to one of the nearby ponds, so I could get some pictures. After taking some shots of the sky, trees and water, we headed farther up the road, looking for a good place to turn around. I told her that today’s Call was feral, and since I never get good shots of wildlife, I’d have to use a general nature shot. Just then, I came upon a barn with a good driveway for reversing direction. As I was doing so, in my rearview mirror, I saw a large bird swoop down and fly by the back of the car. I put it park, grabbed the camera and got out. There, maybe a hundred feet away, where it had come to rest in a tree, was a barred owl. I said a prayer of thanksgiving on the way home.
That is quite the zoo you have there, Jessica. I like the way the husky is looking right at me.
That is an awesome capture, Cheryl!!! What luck (or providence, really). I am in the same boat and never seem to have the right lens attached when I do actually run across some wildlife. I don’t know how the wildlife photographers actually do it. They are an incredibly patient lot.