Following on from the excitement of last night…and it was exciting, believe me, I just had to do it again. I never learn.
Yes, I seem to have cracked it now and will be bombarding You Tube with ridiculous videos of me, supposed to be walking my dog, attempting to film things of interest to me, but of none whatsoever to anybody else.
Here’s today’s offering. Filmed in June of this year, I was trying to capture the swallows as they did an insect run, down this path. It features me, talking to myself, bad camera shots and a dog poo bin. All in all an excellent film. I have managed to capture some swallows, briefly. Too briefly…but they are rather fast, so perhaps I’m better than I think. If I’d had the presence of mind to zoom in on the wren you might have actually been able to see it. Let’s face it, they’re not the easiest of birds to see in the first place, so a close up would have been good!
I’ll try to do better next time and pack it in with the chattering and laughing. Anybody would thing I was enjoying myself. The very idea!
It can only get better…I hope. Or perhaps not.
Mind blowing isn’t it?
Springwatch has got nothing to worry about.
Thanks for stopping by and being witness to above thing. Have a brilliant Saturday afternoon.
I’m looking forward to having a all things blogging afternoon, when I can sit and read about what other people have been up to and reply to those of you who have been kind enough to comment. I’ve not had much spare time this week. Join the club…hey?
Until the next filmed time.
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