I don’t remember the exact date I became aware of the vast amount of birdlife we had. We were just always surrounded by a plethora of bird calls and coloured plumage. It was just a part of growing up on a farm in South Africa.
I recall, with a fond memory, the first bird I ever identified from my little grass hide I built on the bank of our dam. With my brand new copy of Roberts Birds of South Africa, I picked out the diminutive Dabchick (Little Grebe – its updated South African bird name). It was the first bird that went onto my bird lifelist which to a bird watcher is always a big thing. I had a great little SLR camera back then, but with no long lens, decent bird photography was out of my reach. So, it’s been my goal for many years to get a close-up image of this little diver. The past weekend it finally happened, and I got my first decent images.
And finally, in London
You’d never guess that these photos were taken on a pond on the outskirts of London. It just goes to show you never quite know where your photographic journey will take you. These birds are in their winter plumage, and this little fella had a mate with him, so I hope that they hang around until summer. It’ll make the pond a little more colourful.
I’ve read many times that every photo should tell a story. I guess in my case the photo is the story. A very personal one.
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