
As I get older, time always seems to be quickening. Where did that week go? How can it be the end of March already when the last time I posted was right after Thanksgiving? I guess I am lucky that I stay busy and time does not drag on. It is always exciting to move into the longer days of spring and summer when my days are expanded by the light. More time to work. More time to play. I really never realize how fast four minutes per day can add up until I take a shot with my camera and realize it is after 10 PM and my camera is prompting me to turn on the flash, which I don’t do out sheer obstinance.
Puffins have always seemed such a comical bird. I suppose just their coloring and crazy beak, plus their little round eye that seems to be bisected by two black lines is a good start. They also have these colorful flappy feet sticking out of their rotund bellies that make them waddle-walk. Out at sea, they run on top of the water, flapping their wings furiously for what seems like eons, trying to get their unsvelt bodies up off the water and into the air. And somehow they manage to catch little fish and get them all lined up without dropping them, and walk and fly with them hanging out of their beaks. We laugh at them a lot. They are cute and funny. I have to say, though, that I had to laugh at myself when I was going through my shots of trying to capture juvenilles flying to and from the cliffs, practicing flight and strengthening themselves for their time at sea and finding out that only two out of the twelve pictures I shot had birds in them at all. Haha. Crazy fast when you don’t want them to be.
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