I have no idea why I chose Whimbrel today. Nevertheless, furthermore and notwithstanding, I did. I rather like Whimbrels but they are not the most photogenic of birds. Perhaps that is why I feel an affinity with them. I suspect the whimbies (plural of WIMBY perhaps? Whimbrel In My Back Yard) would prefer to be on my side of the camera but they’d never manage all the camera controls. At a stretch the curved bill could be used in the way I type, known in the trade, I believe, as the swooping eagle technique. But what to do with dials and all those custom functions. Much better to be the subject. And here we are:
In reflective moodNice light on the underside And finally, a Whimbrel wonders what it must be like to be big. When I grow up…. I want to be a
lumberjack CurlewI could throw in a street shot but I’ll leave that for another day. No Whimbrels were harmed in the writing of this blog.