Who Whispers What to Whom?

or - Celestial Conversations.
or - Dancers of the Sky.
or - And the Oscar Goes To...
(take your pick)

When I walk with my camera, I am always surprised and a little puzzled at what unfolds. Magpies or men or girls or statues or fences or trees or dogs or ducks - they just present themselves as finished pictures. My job is merely to record that which exists anyway.

There is just a thin veneer between what I see as random, and what is ordered. Even crows and magpies move as dancers on a stage. Sometimes, when not too busy following a bird in flight with my lens, I turn my face upwards and whisper Thank You to the Producer/Director of such amazing shows.

You certainly deserve an Oscar.....