Hummingbird Contemplating Tree

Hummingbird Contemplating a Tree

Hummingbird Contemplating a Tree, AZ, 1994

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Hummingbirds are in constant motion. They are sugary nectar charged with insatiable appetites, and don’t remain long in any one spot. This feathered friend overstayed his journey for sweetness to contemplate a tree…totally unaware of the riot of color behind him. I captured his magnificence on Kodachrome 64 in 1994.

Copyright 2018, O. Bisogno Scotti, All Rights Reserved

Nikon N90S SLRAF NIKKOR AF Zoom-Nikkor 80-200 mm f/2.8D EDexposure: not recorded, Kodachrome 64 Professional color transparency film, filter: Nikon L37C, program mode: Aperture Priority, handheld,  Plustek OpticFilm 7600i Ai, 35 mm film scanner, LaserSoft Imaging SilverFast 8 scanner software.

 

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6 thoughts on “Hummingbird Contemplating Tree

  1. How rare to see a creature with such a voracious appetite so still. There must be something quite unique about the silver white tree which has captured his attention. One would think that his opportunities for the volume of nectar he requires would be more easily found and in greater abundance in that “riot of color behind him.” But perhaps this handsome fellow knows more than he is letting on about such things. After all, he is a magnificent hummingbird and those who are witnessing him are, well, not.

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  2. I see examples of that in my own back yard where there is a row of several thick and full trees. I see the air and land creatures feeding of these trees and the dead branches and seeds scattered on the ground beneath them. I see these creatures take refuge in these trees as well as sustenance. Today I found a cracked open egg…a very small egg, an egg that a baby bird pecked its way out of…I picked up that egg. I have it as a reminder of the beauty of the cycle of life and death…thank you for this image, Bisogno!

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    • You’re welcome. I have captured thousands or images over the years and they have all made a mark on me. They are indelibly stamped on my brain and all I have to do to see them is close my eyes. Eventually, I come to understand them.

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