22 – 4 Life in Isolation

Another week of self-isolation here in what is likely one of the better places to be if one has to self isolate. It does have it’s limitations though, as it is some distance from anywhere and so the local walks tend to follow the same path. There are only so many kangaroos and sunsets that can be photographed.

That said, I am trying to make sure that I can capture something of interest every day which has two distinct benefits.

1. It gets me out of the house and doing some useful exercise.

And…

2. It gives me an excuse to practice using my new XT-3 camera.

With all of its bell and whistles, it is quite a different beast to the Canon range that I am familiar with. I was sorry that I had to leave Canon but their offering just didn’t stack up in the good, but light mirrorless range. The M50 was close but in low light, it showed too much noise to be able to eliminate enough, and it was just a tad too small for my big hands.

These few photos we’re all I managed for this evening. I hope you enjoy them

Til next time…

Old Man Roo

Wildlife has always been a favourite subject for me to photograph and there is an occasional animal who just likes to pose. Kangaroos are one of those animal species who, having little fear of man and an active curiosity, will often provide the photographer with some great opportunities.

This guy was grazing the side of the road in the early evening when he saw me approach. Showing no fear, he stood just watching as I walked towards him. After providing me a few good shots, he turned and hopped quietly down a side track to meet up with a few mates and continue his evening meal.

There’s Something Out My Window

Nature is such an inspiration for so many of us.  We see things every day that simply amaze, from the tallest of trees, to the deepest parts of the ocean.  Technology has opened our eyes to so many things that we simply would have had no access to in years bygone.  Sometimes nature happens just outside the window…..

It was a long way from the top of the palm to the fence when you still don’t have all your feathers
 

My breakfast was disturbed by a ruckus going on outside the window.  Looking out, I could see this little Noisy Miner sitting on the top of the fence with both it’s parents going crazy.  Grabbing the camera I set myself up in the shadow of the door to see what photos I could get.  Although they knew I was there, they paid me no mind as they came and went with tidbits of food to satisfy his seemingly bottomless hunger.

No Matter how often the parents returned, he was constantly clamouring for food

Eventually he fluttere d down and landed on a plank that I had set up as a makeshift workbench the day before.  Knowing that these birds are some type of honey eater I got some old honey, that had crystallised in the cupboard and set it down on the bench, thinking that I might save them some effort.  In the event, it seemed that some bread they had sourced elsewhere was more inviting and they spurned my offering.

Despite the handy pot of honey, they seemed to prefer bread. Pooh would never have made that choice
 
They stayed most of the day but by next morning, had found a new place to be and I never saw them again.  I wonder what may have happened to them.  He seemed to be way short of feathers to be out of the nest.  I was impressed by the way the parents looked after him.  There was always one or the other keep a watch while the other was away looking for food.

There was a few moments where he took a little time out from eating to just rest