Adventures of Dog Sitting

Today is Valentine's Day, but we don't feel very romantic. The hair ball that our cat spat out this morning was pretty much the highlight of our week.
For reasons I cannot divulge here, we have become sudden and somewhat reluctant dog sitters. The dog is a high-strung Jack Russell Terrier named Brandi. This wouldn't be so bad if we were a no pet family. But we have two middle-aged cats who don't take too well to intruders, particularly the "in-your-face" kind. Brandi wants to be friendly and is met with hisses. The first week was particularly bad since the weather was windy and rainy and we learned that Brandi gets scared when it rains. We didn't get much sleep therefore--and then the phone rang at 2 o'clock Friday night. I would have paid real money for a good night's sleep.
Things have calmed down now and we let Brandi loose in the house more often. In fact, I think I've been adopted. She follows me everywhere. The best part is that she now sleeps through the night. This morning I caught her growling at our washing machine. I guess she has never seen a frontloader before. Oh well, this too shall pass.

Bird Day

Yesterday was a bird day for me. During late morning I heard bird chatter outside and checked what the commotion was about. There was a female turkey under one of our bird feeders, gobbling up the seeds that fell on the ground. By the time I grabbed my camera and went out the front door to not disturb it, it was gone. But then I saw a turkey flying from one of the tall trees on our hillside down to the bottom of the hill where it joined another turkey. Wow, what a sight! I had never seen a turkey flying from a tall tree before. I didn't know they could fly this high.

After lunch I went to the Aviary to get some bird photography done. I had not taken my camera there for a while. The photo above of a Troupial is the best I got and it posed for me several times to make sure I got a good one. I had great fun "shooting" all the different birds but I can't wait to get out in nature again to add some more species to my stock photo list.

Published Again

The year 2008 is off to a good start. I just returned from the mailbox with my contributor copies of Pennsylvania Magazine of my article "Painting Noses." The big surprise was that the article was slated for publication in September 2008 so I didn't expect to see it yet. The editor ended up using six of my photos, a new record for me. I'm happy to say that the photos came out very nice. While my specialty is bird photography nowadays, the images show some pretty big birds, KC-135T tankers to be exact.
In November, Allegheny West magazine published a two-page story about my bird photography. I was recently asked by a garden club whether I would like to give a talk about how to attract birds to a garden. I gladly accepted the challenge because it gives me an opportunity to share my love of nature and wildlife with like-minded people. Our little butterfly garden attracts not only monarchs, tiger swallowtails and other butterflies, but also various insects, hummingbirds and goldfinches who eat the coneflower seeds in fall. My talk will take place in April so I'll plenty of time to prepare for it. Who knows what other opportunities it will lead to?
In our own backyard, the recent snowfall has brought many birds to our feeders, particularly juncos. Where do they all come from and what do they do when the weather is nice? We also noticed that our "resident" Cooper's Hawk (which I once photographed on our bird bath) is still in the area. I guess hawks have to eat too, but I hope it doesn't eat too many of the birds we feed.
I'm busy marketing my photos and look forward to the challenges and opportunities of the new year.

Ramblings

At the craft shows I attended recently I was often asked, "What camera do you use?" As if cameras take photos by themselves. It would make more sense to ask what lens I'm using. While it's true that a certain focal lens is necessary for bird photography, I can take good travel photos with an advanced digital camera. A person who always cuts off his subject's feet or shoots trees growing out of people's heads can't take a good photo even if he owns the most expensive pro camera. It's the photographer, not the camera, who takes the picture.
Many people think that digital photograph is automatically manipulated. The only time I "manipulate" a photo is when I decide that cropping will enhance the photo or I'll remove a disturbing branch or flare in the background. Sometimes, the background itself is the problem. Most often, though, I decide beforehand which background will work best and move around my subject to get the best possible photo. For me, digital photography is a great way to organize and distribute my photos and saving big bucks along the way. Happy shooting!

Successes

After attending some craft shows with dismal results I was pretty disappointed. An art show at Sweetwater Center for the Arts in Sewickley proved to be more successful. I sold three out of the five images I was allowed to submit. That alone would have been great news, but it got better. I had offered my images at two stock photo agencies in England without any sales so far when I checked my account and found that I had made a sale. Before I recovered from the excitement, I checked again a few days later and learned that I had made another sale! This time, my image will be on the cover and the inside of the publication. I just wish I knew the names of these publications so I could brag about it. Naturally, I submitted more images to this agency.
I also wanted to have a presence in an agency here in the U.S. that specializes in outdoor activities and am happy to report that they accepted me. Such good news brighten up the gray, dreary days of December. I can't wait to get out there again and take more bird photos, but I'm using the indoor time wisely to get my images out into the public.

Taking Stock

I recently put together a selection of images for a stock agency to consider for their library. When going over the images, I realized that this wasn't a very good year for adding new species to my bird stock photo list. However, it was a good year for frogs. Everytime I went to the nature center to photograph birds I ended up taking photo after photo of the countless bullfrogs that populate the pond in the summer. I'm hoping that next year will be better for my bird photography.
Our bird feeders are very busy this time of year. This is the first time that some robins are staying here well into December. They are joined by the usual suspects, such as diverse woodpeckers, cardinals, tufted titmice, chickadees, goldfinches, and juncos. Occasionally, a flock of starlings or red-winged blackbirds will decend on our trees. The squirrels, of course, take great advantage of our generosity. Oh well, they are darn cute.

Birding

Yesterday may not have been a great day for hunters weatherwise, but it was a good day for birders - from the safety of our house. It rained buckets yesterday but the worse the weather, the more birds show up in our neighborhood. For the past few weeks, I've noticed flocks of Cedar Waxwings perching on a couple of tall trees on the hillside that belongs to our yard. They never visited our feeders and I wondered what they were doing here until I realized that one of the trees back there is covered with a vine that's full of berries. Aha! I thought I could finally get a photo of a waxwing eating a berry but it's not that easy. For one, these birds prefer lofty heights, and another, the weather is always gray and dark when they descend on our trees.
These aren't the only birds around here lately. The robins are still around and the juncos and White-throated Sparrows have arrived from Canada already. Flocks of starlings and crows show up from time to time, swooping down on lawns like locusts. Add to that the usual suspects that visit our feeders this time of year and we have a virtual aviary in our neighborhood.

Birding

Fall has been pretty boring for birders but that is changing now. Last weekend we saw a mockingbird in our backyard, a bird that had never visited here before. This morning, we spotted a large flock of Cedar Waxwings in two of our trees. The weather change must have driven them through our area because we had never seen any around here. A couple of robins were also stopping over. When the lighting was sufficiently bright for photography, I ventured out to photograph the birds that visit our feeders. Alas, only the usual suspects showed up. I did get a great close-up shot of a Downy Woodpecker. Well, tomorrow is another day and I am still hopeful to see some Rose-breasted Grosbeaks or more Cedar Waxwings passing through.

The Days Are Packed

A week ago, I received a call from Allegheny West Magazine. They wanted to interview me because of my talk at the Robinson library back in July. I was thrilled. The article will be in the November issue and I can't wait to see it. The publicity comes at a perfect time since I'll be participating in four arts and craft shows this month. The first one is tomorrow at John McMillan Presbyterian Church in Bethel Park.

Autumn Splendor

To say that I've been busy lately is an understatement. Not only have I been helping during my sister-in-law's move to Pittsburgh and settling in, I am also preparing for several holiday arts and craft shows. The first show, at Bedner’s Greenhouse in Cecil, was a moderate success. The next show will be at John McMillan Presbyterian Church in Bethel Park on November 3. I have also just been accepted for the Holiday Mart at Sweetwater Center for the Arts in Sewickley. This show runs from November 25 - December 2, but I don't have to be present. Now I'm trying to figure out what other shows I can squeeze in. Did I mention that we are also painting our basement?
Sunday was such a beautiful autumn day with the trees dressed in their best reds and oranges that my husband and I decided to take a ride up to Moraine State Park. My hopes for some photogenic reflection shots were fulfilled when we discovered not one, but two little coves where the autumn trees reflected perfectly in the water. After a picnic lunch, however, our luck ran out and the lighting was just too bright to catch any of the sailboats on the lake with a decent background. Better luck next time.
Yesterday I went to the little cemetery that abuts our building plan because I wanted to photograph the beautiful old trees there. I was not disappointed. Two big yellow trees dominate the center of the old cemetery which is surrounded by bright orange trees and others that are still green. Because the weather report calls for rain for the next few days, I fear that most of the leaves will have dropped from the trees by the end of the week. I made the best of it while it lasted.

Quiet Time

I went to Beechwood today, despite the heat, because I wanted to drop off a framed photo at the gift shop where I sell my photos. I arrived there after being stuck in traffic on Route 28 and vowed never to go there again on a Friday.
The trails were almost deserted and I spent a quiet time at and near the pond. Although we're currently experienced August-like heat, I spotted several signs of autumn: fallen leaves everywhere, and a white-throated sparrow. Are they back from Canada already?
After a hectic week, I truly enjoyed the quiet time and photographed an entire mallard family (mommy, daddy, and a juvenile male) while they rested on the rocks near the water. Usually they fly or swim away as soon as I get into photographing distance. This time, I was able to hide behind some wildflowers near the waterline. Other than that, I saw mostly sparrows and cardinals. I have not taken as many great bird photos as I have last year.
I am getting ready for a couple of art shows. The first one, Art under Glass, will be held at Bedners Greenhouse in Cecil on Saturday, October 13. The second show will take place on Saturday, November 3, at John McMillan Presbyterian Church in Bethel Park.

Traffic and car woes

Last week was interesting, to say the last. On Wednesday, we celebrated our eighteenth wedding anniversary with a dinner at an almost empty restaurant. The food was good, but the fact that there were more waiters than guests was a little disconcerting.
To get away from some stressful issues and to hopefully photograph some migrants or butterflies, I ventured out to Beechwood last Friday. Bad idea! I was stuck in traffic three times on the way to and from the nature reserve and any thought of relaxation went out the window. Had I known that I would hit two traffic jams on the way home, I would have never left the house. To top it all off, I didn't see any birds or butterflies there. Where have they all gone? I did see a wooly bear, though.
Sometime last week, I must have driven through a freshly painted line because my car is all white on the bottom of the passenger side. To assess the damage, I pulled the car out of the garage and decided to finally check out that rattling noise my car makes whenever I start it. I still don't know where the noise comes from, but my husband and I found a whole winter's supply of peanut shells scattered all over the engine room. With the aid of a vacuum cleaner, an old toothbrush, a barbecue skewer and other long sticks, we were able to get most of the debris out of there.
Lesson learned: Don't store any open bird feed in your garage!

Walking down Memory Lane

When I returned from my trip to Germany, my husband told me that I needed to clear some space on our computer or he would do it for me. So I spent the hot, humid days of August glued to the computer, getting rid of thousands of bird photos I had taken during the last few years. I guess I had planned to delete them once I got better ones and then forgot about it. While I saved my best images on CDs and on an external hard drive, I'm a bit paranoid about losing anything. Besides, I like to work with them on the computer without having to go through all my CDs. I'm not sure how much space I actually freed up on our hard drive since it's not the .jpegs as much as the .tif photos that take up room. I save each photo that I consider a keeper as a .tif before reverting it to .jpeg again if I want to use it for something specific (such as forwarding it to my stock agencies or getting prints made from it). JPEG is a lossy format and each time you open a photo, the image data gets compressed and the image deteriorates. Therefore, it is advisable to save all good photos as .tif first.
Going down memory lane was very interesting, though. For one, I realized how much my photos have improved since I first started photographing birds. I also like to go back and revisit them to check what time of year I photographed a certain migrant. For example, last year I photographed a junco on November 5. I gasped, because that's less than two months away. Where has the year gone? It seems like they just left, especially since it was so cold in April that their departure was delayed. That means also that it's almost time to stock up on bird feed and clean the feeders.

Late Summer Rambling

My last trip to Beechwood was not very fruitful. My best photo was that of the lone monarch I saw there. We have more of them at home. I did see, but not photograph, a warbler, a wren and some cedar waxwings. Butterflies were scarce that day, but so it goes.
Our own little butterfly garden is a hotbed of activity. We're having a good crop of monarch larvae this summer and also milkweed moths and bugs. Amazing that a poisonous plant such as milkweed (we have butterfly weeds and milkweed) can support so much wildlife. We're also seeing bumble bees and honey bees, all kinds of butterflies but not as many swallowtails as in the past.
I'm seeing and hearing more birds in our yard, including a pileated woodpecker. The male hummingbirds appear to have departed, yet the young ones are still around fighting over the nectar. They're also visiting our flowers, particularly the zinnias. I'll definitely plant those again next year.

End of Summer

August is my least favorite month. I don't like days that are so hot and muggy that I can barely venture outdoors--and get eaten up alive if I do. So I am relieved that the sweltering heat is over for now, hopefully for good.
Summer is winding down in our garden too. Yet, even flowers past their prime provide food and nectar for insects and birds. Goldfinches particularly like the seeds of coneflowers and coreopsis. Our butterfly weed and, to a lesser extent than we had hoped for, milkweed are again popular with monarchs. Every summer, they return unfailingly to our small butterfly garden as if by word of mouth. It is fascinating to watch how their larvae munch on the otherwise poisonous milkweed plants.
Zinnias and lobelias are again popular with insects. Not all our experiments worked out, however. The leaves of the New England Asters we planted in May to provide fall color were eaten by a stealthy thief, probably a groundhog. I don't know if they'll make it. The false indigo met the same fate. The cosmos looked very good, even though they all have the same color, orange, of which we already have plenty.
Now, I'm looking forward to my favorite season, fall. I expect to add some more birds to my stock photo list and hope for better fall foliage than last year. That shouldn't be too difficult since last October was the worst foliage since I've come here.

A Day at Beechwood

After a long absence, I took my camera out to the Audubon nature reserve at Beechwood yesterday morning. It was very cloudy when I arrived there and I wondered whether I had made the right decision to go. I headed toward the pond area, as I usually do, because that's where most of my photo opportunities seem to be located. I noticed an Indigo Bunting in a bush near the pond, but could not get a good photo of it. The difference between the sky and the dark bird was too great. At this early hour, I had the pond area for myself. I was grateful that I was able to listen to the birds and frogs without any human noises. At last, I walked around the pond and spotted a spicebush swallowtail landing on the grass. It sat still for quite a while, which is unusual for this busy butterfly, and I was able to shoot some great photos of it. When the sun came out, the tiger swallowtails were out in full force at the Joy-pye-weed and I captured them too. The crowning touch, though, occured when I was almost ready to leave. I made a last visit at the pond area when I saw two Cedar Waxwings land on a berry bush nearby. I had seen them earlier in a tall tree and hoped to get a better look at them. Cedar Waxwings had been on my wish list since last fall when I photographed many of them but couldn't get one decent shot. Now my wish has finally been fulfilled, although there is definitely room for improvement.
While I was disappointed that I didn't see any monarchs yesterday, I know they will return when the goldenrod blooms. I'll be back to capture them and any birds that pass through. All in all, it was a great day at Beechwood once again!

Lasting friendships

My most memorable experiences during my trip to Germany were several reunions with old friends. While the friends certainly aren't old yet, our friendships are--in years at least. Some of them go all the way back to kindergarten, which begins at age 3 in Germany. So, we're talking decades here. One girlfriend in particular is my trusty driver and almost always available for a dinner date.
My visits to the old country provide a perfect opportunity for a get-together. In fact, my friends don't usually meet unless I'm coming. The exception was last year when my business school mates organized their first ever reunion without me. I saw photos, of course. I was therefore thrilled that seven of us could get together during my recent visit. It amazes me what great memories some people have. "Do you remember our trip to...?" Blank stares were my only answer since I didn't recollect that trip at all. Although we had parted ways at age 16 and our lives took us in many different directions, it did not matter. We soon chatted away as if we met regularly.
After school, I joined a club where my brother was also a member. When everybody started a family, the club folded but a couple of years ago they started to meet again every three to four months, each time at a different restaurant. This time they organized a meeting during my stay. Again, the words "do you remember" echoed from the walls as we recollected funny or embarrassing moments from our trips together. As we talked away the hours, I wondered in disbelief whether it had really been twenty years since we sat together just like this. Of course, life has left its mark on all of us. Some of us had to endure serious illnesses or surgeries while others struggled to find a job. Yet, for one evening we were transported back to our youth which is probably why people go to reunions in the first place. May we all have many more reunions to celebrate!

Spaghetti ice, rain and white storks

I just returned from a trip to Germany. For the first two days, temperatures hovered in the 90s, but then they dropped considerably. So much so that cool, rainy days seemed to be in the majority. The weather affected people's moods and limited my outdoor activities. Unlike during other visits, I was not able to go for a ride until my last day. Stuck in a small town without a car, my days dragged on forever while my dates with friends mostly took place during evenings. One highlight was a mini-reunion from my business school where I met two "girls" I hadn't seen since 1974.
As the title suggests, a visit to Germany is not complete without eating several portions of spaghetti ice. This concoction consists of whipped cream topped by vanilla ice cream which is pushed through a press (similar to a potato press, I assume) and then covered with strawberry topping and white chocolate flakes. Thus, it looks just like spaghetti and tomato sauce, but tastes much better.
Years ago, white storks were reintroduced to my hometown and this time, I was finally able to take some photos of them. I know my pictures aren't very good, but it's the best I could do without a telephoto lens. There were four storks, but one was missing. Mrs. Stork was recently killed during an encounter with a power line. I hope that Mr. Stork finds another mate. I heard that he is quite finicky and won't accept just any lady that comes along. I wish daddy and the kids all the best.

Bird Talk

Last night, I gave the first public talk in my life. I'm currently exhibiting my photos at our new library in Robinson Township and the librarian asked me if I wanted to give a talk. I agreed since it was a good learning experience for me. My topic was birding and how to attract birds to your yard. The audience was small but very interested. My husband came along and together, we answered all questions that came up. It turned out that the librarian herself is an avid bird-watcher and has already acquired quite a few bird books. When I prepared for the talk, I made a list of all the birds we have sighted in or from our backyard and I came up with 35 species. While I haven't been able to photograph all these species, it's quite an impressive number. I had great fun doing the talk and it gave me confidence on doing similar sessions in the future. The interactive talk was a lot less intimidating than a formal speech would have been. I hope that the attendants came away from the session with an enthusiasm to learn more about birds and, most importantly, to enjoy themselves.

When good plans go awry

In early April, I booked a flight to Germany for mid-July after days of checking travel websites for the best possible connections. Since there are no more direct flights to Europe from Pittsburgh, I knew I had to make a connection at least once. I finally decided to use the same airline I had used twice before, with one exception: they now offered a second daily flight from Frankfurt to Detroit in the afternoon. This would enable me and my driver to sleep in and avoid the morning rush hour near Frankfurt. The fact that it was cheaper than the morning flight didn't hurt either, or so I thought.
Yesterday morning, however, I received an e-mail with a change of schedule. Instead of flying from Frankfurt to Detroit and then on to Pittsburgh, the airline now wants to send me via Amsterdam - Memphis - Pittsburgh. Memphis? Amsterdam? I looked at the itinerary in disbelief. Did I book three months in advance for this? And I thought Chicago or Charlotte were too far out of my way! A child with a dart could have just thrown it at a map of the United States and pick a better layover point. Also, my first flight would leave before 11:00 a.m. so I would have to leave during rush hour.
I called the airline. The customer service representative was very nice, but he didn't have any other seats available. Apparently the flight I had picked has been canceled and now they're scrambling to book people on other flights. The rep suggested that I check back if anything opens up and assured me that I would be able to make my connection in Memphis. What annoys me the most is that I will have to walk through four airports in one day with my newly recovered knee.
I have never experienced an itinerary change like this before, although I came close back in 1979 when I first came to the U.S. with a folk dance group. We were 39 people for the return trip from St. Louis via New York. Unfortunately, none of us had remembered to confirm our flight back from New York to Frankfurt. When we arrived at the ticket counter, they only had 13 seats available. A powwow followed and it was decided to give these seats to the farmers and married couples. I was among the second batch of 10 or 12 seats that miraculously became available so I missed what followed next. Our president told the musicians to unpack their accordions and the dancers started dancing in the check-in area. Within minutes, the distraught airline reps cried, "Everybody on board!"
Perhaps I should try something similar when I'm taking the grand tour, but I'm afraid my dancing days are over.