Eating breakfast this morning, I looked outside to see this pileated woodpecker on the bird feeder. I’ve been paying closer attention to how I take photographs, and this is a great example of how, in my opinion, they’ve gotten better.
I first snapped a couple of shots from inside the house, through the window, in case the bird flew away. However, there was glare in the window, the bird was back lit, and it was quartering away from me. Hardly a good shot. I then snuck outside through the back door and crept around the house to get to the side where the morning sun shined bright on the bird. This shot was better, except Brian’s old car was in the background. Not too appealing. Finally, I was able to make it around far enough to get the white house behind the black bird, wait for it’s red mohawk to come out of the dark feeder. Snap.
Once the bird flew, I was able to capture another shot. Wish I could’ve set the shutter speed a little faster to get a sharper image, but I’ll get to that another day. . .