Monday, November 24, 2008

Only the strong prevail

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Early Sunday morning, as I walked about the yard scanning the ground for photographic subjects in the frost, I came across these two feathers sticking up. So I got down on the ground and took some pictures, but it wasn't until I looked at them close-up in Photoshop that I realized that the crimson stain on the one was actually blood. And then I realized that the owl who sits in the dead tree by our house nearly every night had gotten a meal. Or something like that.
Don't mean to be gruesome, but it's what it is. Nature, that is.

10 comments:

Chris1 said...

I love your photos!

Deb said...

I think I could have done without knowing there is blood on the feather. Yet, it is the circle of life...

Country Girl said...

I know, Deb. Me too. Such is life, though.

~ C.G.

Mary said...

Wow, neat! The feathers are beautiful; the blood just makes it real... Have you seen the owl, or just heard him/her?

Mental P Mama said...

The circle of life.

Julie said...

Beautiful...

Hilary said...

Wonderful photo and feathers, CG. Frank and I tend to keep the feathers that we find. It's amazing how many there are once you start noticing them. Hang on to them! :)

Jeannelle said...

My goodness, this is stunning! I'm glad you noticed these feathers on the ground. What a story they tell! Fantastic photo, Kate!

Shimmy Mom said...

I feel sorry for the meal, but glad for the owl and it does make a beautiful picture!
*hugs*

DesertHen said...

Great capture on the detail. Nature is cruel at times, but there is beauty in this shot.....