Thursday, February 24, 2011 - Bosque Birdwatchers RV Park, San Antonio NM
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House Finch, Bosque Birdwatchers RV Park, San Antonio NM, February 21, 2011
How did you do that?
I've been asked how I made the House Finch portrait I posted Tuesday. Here's what you do.
First, like me, go take a bunch of bad pictures.
Before throwing the whole bunch in the digital dust bin, try to salvage something.
Pick out the pictures where the camera was at least clever enough to focus on the Finch rather than the creosote bush he was hiding in.
Select the one picture with a decent expressive pose and some light in the eye.
In my case, shooting at the 8 frames per second the Canon EOS 7D is capable of gives me lots of pictures to choose from and aside from the huge disadvantage of having a lot of junk to wade through, the high frame rate does increase my chance of coming away with at least one picture sharp enough and composed well enough to do something with.
Cropping to a composition that works with the out of focus creosote branches.
When that doesn't work try reducing the exposure enough to leave just the over-exposed Finch lit.
Bingo!... add little sharpening, some noise reduction and a bit more cropping and call it good.
Night camp
Site 10 - Bosque Bird Watcher's RV Park, San Antonio NM
- This is a basic, small Mom & Pop RV Park with full hookups.
- Verizon cell phone and Broadband service are available here with a strong signal.
- Locate Bosque Bird Watcher's RV Park on my Night Camps map
- Click for Google street view
- Check the weather in San Antonio NM
Rice Toss
After the dinner our hosts conducted us to the beach. Among the presents was a large supply rice for the fleet. It was put up in straw sacks or bales containing about 125 pounds each. By the pile stood a company of athletes or gymnasts chosen from the peasantry for their strength and size and trained for the service and entertainment of the court. At a signal from their leader, who was himself a giant of muscle and fat, a sort of human Jumbo, they began transporting the rice to the boats. It was more frolic than work. Some of thembore a bale on each hand above their heads, some would carry two laid crosswise on the shoulders and head, while others performed dextrous feats of tossing, catching, balancing them, or turning somersaults with them. I saw one nimble Titan fasten his talons in a sack, throw it down on the sand still keeping his hold, turn a somersault over it, throw it over him as he revolved, and come down sitting on the beach with the sack in his lap. Beat that who can. If you imagine it "as easy as preaching," try it the next time in a gymnasium. But let me advise you, first make your will.
The Logbook of the Captains Clerk, John J. Sewell, Lakeside Press, 1995 pg 256