Shoot

We went out to shoot pictures of birds, the four of us. Two years ago we did first. Last year two of the three boys I was with decided to be boys and proceeded to ignore each other hence, no shoot.

So I pretended not to know anything and decided to ask them to shoot again this year.  We met up at noon over lunch, and proceeded to Candaba. 

I wasn't too creative this time around, and I think this is the best picture I was able to take. Not sure, all the pictures using one of my two cameras (see? lazy!) have yet to be downloaded. All I know is that I was able to take stolen shots of Ferds, Gene, and Ryan. 

I posted this on FB, captioned The roads are lovely, dark, and deep. Some 135 likes so far. Roilo Golez says he loves the poem. One of the commenters decided to be nasty and corrected someone's grammar.  A creative TV person said he'd like to shoot here.

But after taking this picture using my phone, I was busy lying on a hammock we found in one corner. After that I walked a bit, stared at flowers, stared at bugs, took a picture or two of some birds, stared at birds and marveling at their colors before realizing too late that I should take pictures, caught some ladybirds and imprisoned them in my water bottle to be released at my veranda...yada, yada, yada.

Then I took shots of dragonflies, making use of the last few rays of the setting red sun. Then took a few shots of the setting sun. Used a puddle to shoot the setting sun.

Yep, pretty good day.