On 4/5/06, Boris Liberman, discombobulated, unleashed: >Fascinating. So you said in another post your were hanging out... I >wonder how you did not scare the bird ;-).
Well, I started off standing outside looking straight up the wall but my neck was beginning to ache and I was too lazy to go get the angle finder out of the bag (it was a lovely warm evening and the sun's rays felt great). The bird returned with a worm but stopped short, mad a right royal din of a noise and retreated to a telephone wire, still disgruntled. I thought it was pissed off with me being there, until I noticed one of our cats sat by my feet! I invited the cat to repose inside the house (kicked her furry little cat butt through the door) and the bird was fine after that. I then went upstairs and invaded my lad's room, sitting on the window sill with a cushion for my non-furry butt, leaning out just enough to get a good view of activities. But now I was only 4 feet away from the nest entrance and this time I did phase the little tweeter. I had to cower inside until she had entered the nest, pop out and pap here as she left. I have a couple of shots of her leaving with freshly-molted downy feathers in her gob. I really wanted an arrival shot with the meal, so i tried to time it so I popped out and papped her as she was just on final approach to the wall. Third try was the charm, and to my surprise, she paused - not unlike Catherine Zeta-Jones - and peered over at me just for a couple of seconds as the ratatatatatat of 8 fps was going full-chat. I'm sure the noise was making her think twice and hesitating. Anyway, she went in and that was that. I left it there cuz I'm a big nasty bird-papper and she's a poor little tweety and I got what I wanted and she had mouths to feed, so I f***ed off and went to dismantle the old tattered lawnmower so I can get a new handle for it. It was that kind of day.... Cheers, Cotty ___/\__ || (O) | People, Places, Pastiche ||=====| http://www.cottysnaps.com _____________________________
