A Pretty Preener

Again, I give up the prime spot in the blip to s-i-l Doug. You know, you guide them along trying to teach them things, and sometimes they listen and get a pretty good picture. Louise the longneck posed and posed for him while I was perhaps 30 yards away.

What was I shooting? A snowy egret that did "the mouth thing" for 17 straight minutes. Open the mouth, shut the mouth. Open the mouth, shut the mouth. Thus, I got a lot of shots down the throat, and a lot of profile open mouth shots. Which leads to my title...Frannie with the Forked Tongue. See Frankie in the Extras.