I wasn’t much for venturing away from my little BLM paradise last week, but my friend Stacy, an avid birder, convinced me to join her for a walk at the Arlington Wildlife Refuge, about a half hour’s drive from where we were both camping. I’m not much of a birder, since I usually can’t spot the bird fast enough and I never remember their names (I have trouble with people names, let alone bird names!). But the prospect of a walk in a new place was enticing enough to get me going.
As wildlife refuges go, this one isn’t going to make anyone’s top 10 list. It was accessible from a red dirt road that was mostly red mud that stuck to tires, boots, and dog paws, and it was small, with a lovely water pump sound that was audible from almost everywhere we walked. But… it did have birds and ducks and things for Louise, the Pondering Pup, to explore. And light that any photographer would love.
Overcast is often the best way to shoot outdoors; the sun isn’t glaring off the water, the shadows are more interesting, and I don’t get all hot and sweaty, either. So, yes, I had fun with shooting the water and surrounding landscapes on this outing.
Maybe there’s a wildlife refuge near you. Go visit! You may be surprised what you’ll find there.
Where do we record the passing of wildlife?
Who mourns the silent deaths of the small?
O. R. Melling