Waiting until everyone’s attention was on the couple fighting over by the guacamole, September slips quietly out the door, but not before leaving a couple of abstracts on the gift table. Hey, why is it that on birthdays you open all the gifts in front of everyone, but for weddings you do it in the privacy of your own home? It’s completely ruined the fun of gag gifts…
Anyway, it’s
Let me paint the scene: It’s very early morning on Interstate 81 in Pennsylvania. I’d driven through downpours in the Philly area that were reputed to stretch for kilometers, but the roads were dry here. I’d been seeing the sky lighten steadily for over an hour, and knew it was about sunrise, but here in the foothills between the Appalachian and Adirondack ranges,
Despite the weather and the holidays, I do still get out to do some shooting now and then, even though the pics in this post were from… jeez… ten days ago. These were taken, with one exception, at a botanical garden during a halfway-decent day. Above, a pintail duck (Anas acuta) provides a dozing pose as the cloud cover thickened up.
While UNC’s Botanical Gardens are dedicated mostly
