Sweet pix, Emil. You could frame those and hang them up somewhere. I think the difference between you guys’ pictures and mine can best be described as the difference between a photograph and a snapshot. Mine are always a little out of focus and usually have part of my thumb somewhere down in the corner of the shot.
And thank you, Gill. (also Kittypaws)
I, more or less, travel for a living. I’m happiest when I’m on the move, living out of a suitcase, going new places, seeing new things, annoying other peoples. Back home I have responsibilities – P’tooey! – the car’s making a funny noise, and so is the furnace, the roof needs fixing, and I’m pretty sure the house is sliding off its foundation.
Anyhow, here’s one from last weekend:
http://i971.photobucket.com/albums/a...no/pelican.jpg
Me and La Roja (Missus Sancho) were just up the coast from Monterey, California. Red is behind me, down on the dock, trying to get herself attacked by the sea lions. But I prefer birds. I don’t know why. So I was easing my way down the pier with my i-pad, trying to get close to the pelican. Meanwhile he (or she, I’m not sure which) keeps sidestepping away from me, down the railing, and giving me the hairy eyeball. Finally, I get too close and the bird blasts off – click.
I had to show Red right away. I said, “Hey Hon, Look at this. I got the pelican taking off.”
Red said, “Yeah, that’s a nice picture, Sanch’, you really captured well all the bird poop on the pier.”