This past spring I was in my study one day, desperately trying to bring a little cosmos to the prevailing chaos on my CD shelves. My study is situated to the rear of our house and is facing towards a stretch of forest.
Setting CDs in alphabetical order occupies relatively small amount of brain capacity, so while my hands were making piles on my desk of artists beginning with A, artists beginning with B, etc., the rest of my mind was aimlessly wandering about.
Suddenly, an extremely LOUD, blood curdling, shriek from outside almost had me wet myself. After I managed to swallow my heart back where it belongs, I looked out the window. These two fellows were ruffling each other’s feathers, probably fuelled by some springtime hormone rush. They were apparently trying to impress a female pheasant, a little further away. The female looked, however, quite unimpressed, and was instead pecking some snack from the ground.
I grabbed my camera, took off the 28mm on it, and screwed on the 135. Through the window I managed this one shot, before the feathery duelists dashed off to the woods, letting out the one last, ear-splitting, cry.
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