Here in Michigan spring can be a long time coming. Oh, I definitely have specific things that herald winter’s exit, like the sound of red winged blackbirds and singing frogs hanging at the pond across the street.
Announcing his arrival in the neighborhood.
And there are the marsh marigolds brightening up banks of our local streams.
These are from last year, but I bet if I go look they’re up this year too!
Still, we know that the snow could return any day, and likely will. We dream of warmth and trilliums, still a few weeks away.
One of my favorite signs of spring, but I’m getting ahead of myself.
Goldfinches turning yellow are a definite sign we’re finally on our way out of the gray, cold weather.
In the winter both the male and female goldfinches are an olive green. But once the weather warms up the males start to sport bright yellow feathers. I began to notice the color change last week, even as the icy rain continues.
Miserable, he’s waiting for me to fill his feeder.
Today I glanced up and my finch feeder was full of birds, all cold and hungry. You can see the patchy yellow on the male birds.
Shot from the other side of the living room, through the window.
I could feel sad about all the grey skies and cold rain. But it’s impossible to feel down when my finches are turning gold!
Stop typing and come fill the feeders, lady!
Spring is here, I’m positive. And I dare mother nature to even think about snowing on us now!
What you talkin about, lady? Of COURSE it’s gonna snow again!
I’m in another one of my funky, can’t figure out how to do stuff, phases. You know how it is (or maybe you don’t), you’re bee-bopping along doing stuff you’ve always done and suddenly something doesn’t click.
Sometimes literally.
Shooting through a window, with the glare of other windows reflected and struggling to focus.
Earlier this month I questioned whether I should print my blog, as a way to preserve it. Several of you had ideas, and others of you had wondered about their own blogs, so were following along.
Last week I wandered around the PixxiBook site, (thanks Linda!) a company that prints blogs into hard covered books with a really easy interface. They have options of choosing which posts you want to print, or you can choose a specific time period.
My issue is, and always will be, the size of my blog. I’ve been writing here since 2006, with over 3,300 posts. Still I was curious.
So, after a few days of thought, I put my URL into their ‘go ahead and try it’ box and it started to go to work. Pretty soon I could preview the results, and I enjoyed very much reading the first couple years of posts in the format the printed version would appear.
Back then I had no images, and the posts were shorter than my ramblings of today. It was fun to reread all about being in grad school as an older student.
Meanwhile the PixxiBook machine was still churning. When I finally backed out of the site several minutes later it had made it through 30% of my blog, indicated there would be 40+ books and the cost was edging up over $4,000.
I smiled, because obviously there’s no way I can ever afford to put my entire blog into hard covered books. It would be bigger than an encyclopedia set! But I will print a few years worth, perhaps those early days in school. And there is potential to just pull the Katie posts out and put them in one book, though I think that will take some work on my part.
Then, later in the week, I was working on a Christmas present, putting photos from a summer adventure into a photo book for someone and I was struggling!
Now, I’ve one projects like this a hundred times, but this time things felt different. I couldn’t find the book template I wanted to use, I couldn’t find the save button, though I remembered that while making my Penny 2025 calendar the system had saved on it’s own, so maybe that was it, I couldn’t get the photos imported…nothing was working the way I remembered it should work.
I spent a couple hours and got only a quarter of the book built when I had to stop for the day.
And, you guessed it, when I went back the next day nothing I had done had been saved. And I struggled all over again finding the pieces I needed to build the book. In the end I did the best I could and the book is designed and ordered and hopefully soon on it’s way to it’s forever home. But geeze.
AND during all this my Lightroom photo editing system decided I’d run out of storage. I have both Lightroom and Lightroom Classic, which I pay a subscription for.
I’d always meant to use Lightroom Classic, because I don’t really want my photos to be stored by someone else in a cloud. But I accidently started with the cloud version, and I never wanted to stop and learn Lightroom Classic.
Franky, when I took the time to go explore Classic it seemed less intuitive and I couldn’t even figure out how to import a photo to it, so I stuck with the Cloud. But now my cloud is full and I really don’t want to pay more, especially with Classic sitting right there on my laptop. So I forced myself to figure it out.
And I’m slowly, very, very slowly, moving that way. I have edited the photos you see on this post using Classic. I’m not entirely happy.
And, speaking of not being happy, I have a new camera and I don’t have it all set up the way I want it yet. Because of course the new camera isn’t exactly like the old camera, otherwise, what would make it new.
Right?
So as I’m trying to take photos of this hawk that was hanging out on my deck and around my birdfeeders, terrorizing my little birds, I couldn’t get it to focus. That’s always been my problem with the Nikon Z series.
There’s a back of the camera focus button which I like to use v.s. using the shutter focus. I thought I had programed the camera to use the back button option, but while taking these photos, I’d focus using the back button, and when I actually pressed the shutter to get the shot it would REFOCUS and because there were so many branches it would focus on those instead of the bird.
Big sigh.
Lucky for me the hawk was concentrating on the little birds trapped in a briar bush below the deck and not me. He (or she) stood still for long periods of time. I finally just put the camera into manual focus and tried that way.
I still have to fix the focus problem, but that means figuring out more stuff. And I’m so tired of trying to figure stuff out these days. I might just go take a nap instead.
Here’s hoping you are having a much more productive and less frustrating month than I am!
No little birds were injured during the writing of this post.
Sitting at the dinner table last night I was watching the birds come for their own suppers. I had spread some black oilers on the deck railing and refreshed their bath water in anticipation of watching them while we ate.
Hmmm….who’s this little lady?
The fresh water was a big draw as any number of birds showed up for a quick bath. Then this bird arrived. She didn’t look like any of my regulars.
Well, she likes oilers, that’s a clue.
Bigger than a gold finch, about the size of a warbler, but not a yellow warbler.
She kept an eye on me but didn’t budge.
Greenish gold with darker wings and a little tuft on white near her shoulder.
After she ate she hopped on over to the bathing area.
Luckily my camera was right behind me on the kitchen counter, and the bird wasn’t upset by my reaching for it.
One by one she told the bathing birds to get lost.
All these shots are through a window, with reflections splashed across the image.
Then she hopped in for her own bath.
I think, based on my Michigan bird book, it’s a female Evening Grosbeak.
She had a nice, long bath.
We’re not supposed to have them around here, though they were here a couple of winters ago. Mostly they live way up north. So it could be something else.
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