A man's home is his castle--his kingdom. But what about the Queen, doesn't she have the same rights? So, if a wild animal comes into my yard, shouldn't I have the right to photograph it?
A couple of weeks ago, I looked out my office window and saw three FULL-SIZED DEER standing in my next-door neighbor's yard. Mind you, I've lived here 17 years and never saw one deer, let alone three, in anyone's yard. (Okay, I lied. I just remembered I saw a deer across the road about ten years ago. But it wasn't in a yard, it was standing in the road and ran away when it saw my car.)
I quick--grabbed my camera and tippy-toed outside, but the deer saw me and ran away. I was madly pressing the shutter, but all I got was several pictures of deer butts in rapid retreat.
Bummer.
The other day, I was working on the new book, sitting at the dining room table with my laptop, and the window open. I heard a rustling and saw a wild turkey walking through the back of my garden. Woo-hoo! I called for hubby, who grabbed his new camera, and out we went. Hubby wouldn't go out in the field behind the house, but I did. And then Mr. (or perhaps Mrs.) Turkey took off, and flew away.
Rats! Another missed opportunity. (Of course you realize the pictures in this post came from Google images--NOT my camera.)
Okay, they're wild animals, but I live in the suburbs, and if they're coming in contact with my yard (or my neighbors), I think I should be able to photograph them. Now to convince them.
And what's bugging YOU today?
