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An Encounter



I was standing on the wooded path on the English side of the Tweed, looking over fields towards Cornhill on Tweed, and pondering the use of the Manual setting on my camera, which I have only just attempted to start to use (great improvement in the colour of skies, and also I have a twinkling of an idea now, after some good instruction, of the first rudiments of how an image is created); when I was aware of a rustling sound, and when I looked down there was this small squirrel just standing a few feet away looking at me.  What a pretty tail. What lovely russet legs.  I think it must have been quite young, to be intrigued rather than afraid of me.  I quietly turned the camera on to Auto and took some pictures. There are red squirrels in these parts, if not these woods, so the grey is abhorred; but I don’t abhor it at all. I was happy to be looked at in such a quizzical way at such close quarters, for a few moments, rather than seeing a distant blur. How lovely not be be instantly run away from. In the second picture it looks as if the squirrel is skateboarding.




July 2, 2014 Posted by | Photography, Uncategorized | , , , , , | 10 Comments


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