Al Hansen
Well-known member
I feel like a caged animal in a zoo, not being able to run around with my camera hanging around my neck, looking for hummers to photograph, or maybe seeing a few pairs of Mexican ducks down at Bosque del Apache. The good news is that there are only 18 more teaching days left and soon I'll have my new found freedom.
I love to hunt ducks in January. After so many years of shooting "brown" ducks when I lived in Minnesota, Alaska, and then Wisconsin, I have learned to appreciate seeing color.
The black-chinned hummers are back and at the present time I am just trying to get them used to me. It always takes a while but it is well worth it in the long run.
The Gambel's quail have been giving us many shows this spring. Right now the males are looking for mates. What a gorgeous game bird. Bev and I have always enjoyed having them around. I'll probably never shoot one other than with a camera.
My hunting partner. Sure glad that Chili has a soft mouth. I took the white racing homer from her, put it back in the loft as if nothing unusual happened.
Same dog just a touch younger.
To me she is filled with grace and beauty.
I'm finding myself yearning for those solitary moments that I share with Chili at my honey hole. To think of the years of total enjoyment garnered from just this one spot makes me a lucky duck hunter.
Mother Nature is always so full of surprises. I find myself wondering what the new day will bring.
God gives us many reasons to look forward to each new day.
Pepper gives me many reasons to smile!
Two of my cherished shots.
This shot makes me think of a husband and wife who I had the chance to meet at Bosque del Apache. We enjoyed each other's company for three days taking pictures of geese and cranes. I found a new meaning for the word "trust" when they offered me their brand new Canon 50 D to use for a month to see if I would like it. Life is good.
This guy happens to be one of my favorites in the waterfowl world.
I love taking "walkabouts" around the house. It, too, always seems to hold a surprise or two if you look hard enough.
Pepper's first retrieve. She was just barely 6 months old and so ready to go.
Found an interesting character sitting on our courtyard wall. She had just finished off a honey bee.
Bev and I had just come home from the lake where we had trained Pepper. While we were sitting by the pond our little girl went to sleep. It was easy to get down on my stomach and take this shot. She was dead tired. Pooped!
You can tell that this feels great! Chili must have been able to scratch that "one" spot.
Nothing quite as beautiful as the Sacred Datura. They only bloom at night. I see these early in the morning when I'm out scouting for new duck hunting spots. in the early fall.
Banding doves
It's fun to daydream.
I love to hunt ducks in January. After so many years of shooting "brown" ducks when I lived in Minnesota, Alaska, and then Wisconsin, I have learned to appreciate seeing color.
The black-chinned hummers are back and at the present time I am just trying to get them used to me. It always takes a while but it is well worth it in the long run.
The Gambel's quail have been giving us many shows this spring. Right now the males are looking for mates. What a gorgeous game bird. Bev and I have always enjoyed having them around. I'll probably never shoot one other than with a camera.
My hunting partner. Sure glad that Chili has a soft mouth. I took the white racing homer from her, put it back in the loft as if nothing unusual happened.
Same dog just a touch younger.
To me she is filled with grace and beauty.
I'm finding myself yearning for those solitary moments that I share with Chili at my honey hole. To think of the years of total enjoyment garnered from just this one spot makes me a lucky duck hunter.
Mother Nature is always so full of surprises. I find myself wondering what the new day will bring.
God gives us many reasons to look forward to each new day.
Pepper gives me many reasons to smile!
Two of my cherished shots.
This shot makes me think of a husband and wife who I had the chance to meet at Bosque del Apache. We enjoyed each other's company for three days taking pictures of geese and cranes. I found a new meaning for the word "trust" when they offered me their brand new Canon 50 D to use for a month to see if I would like it. Life is good.
This guy happens to be one of my favorites in the waterfowl world.
I love taking "walkabouts" around the house. It, too, always seems to hold a surprise or two if you look hard enough.
Pepper's first retrieve. She was just barely 6 months old and so ready to go.
Found an interesting character sitting on our courtyard wall. She had just finished off a honey bee.
Bev and I had just come home from the lake where we had trained Pepper. While we were sitting by the pond our little girl went to sleep. It was easy to get down on my stomach and take this shot. She was dead tired. Pooped!
You can tell that this feels great! Chili must have been able to scratch that "one" spot.
Nothing quite as beautiful as the Sacred Datura. They only bloom at night. I see these early in the morning when I'm out scouting for new duck hunting spots. in the early fall.
Banding doves
It's fun to daydream.
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