Photo of the Week – October 3, 2013

I found this robber fly perched in the prairie early Monday morning.  Although it was fairly breezy, the light was good enough to attempt a photo.  I’m glad I decided to give it a try.

Robber fly.  The Nature Conservancy's Platte River Prairies, Nebraska.

Robber fly. The Nature Conservancy’s Platte River Prairies, Nebraska.  You can always click photos to see a sharper version.

Ten years ago, I wouldn’t have even considered attempting this photo.  When I was shooting with slow speed slide film, I loved the saturated color of Fuji Velvia, but every time I clicked the shutter it cost me about 34 cents in film/processing.  That kind of cost made me pretty leery of trying to photograph something like a flower that was blowing around in the wind.  A shot that came back blurry because the subject was moving too fast cost me just as much as a nice sharp image, so I couldn’t afford to “miss” very many times.  I would often take 3-4 versions of the same shot to make sure I got the exposure and focus correct, but even that was costing me about a dollar per good image.

This week, I photographed the above robber fly for about 5 minutes.  Within that time, I took 162 images.  The vast majority of those were blurry because the wind was swinging the fly and its perch so much I couldn’t focus and shoot fast enough to keep up.  I ended up with only a few sharp images in three different compositions.  Ten years ago, taking 162 photos would have meant about four and a half rolls of slide film and would have cost me about $44.  This week, it just meant I had to sort through 162 images to find the good ones – something that took just a few minutes.

Digital photography can sometimes make me a little lazy because it’s tempting to let some of the fundamentals of exposure and composition slide and try to fix things later with digital processing and cropping (though I usually don’t do much of that, and there’s still no substitute for getting it right in the field).  On the other hand, digital photography allows me to take risks that would have been unthinkable (or at least really expensive) in the old days.  Blurry photos don’t cost a thing now, and can often be deleted in the field.  Just as important, I can make sure I’ve got the shot I want before I leave, instead of discovering it days later when my slides come back from being processed.  Overall, it’s a pretty good time to be a photographer.

Just for fun, here are some of the other images from the brief photo session with the robber fly.

This one ended up relatively sharp...

This one ended up relatively sharp…

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...but I had 30 more that looked like this.

…but I had 30 more that looked like this.

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This one (like many others) was pretty fuzzy...

This one (like many others) was pretty fuzzy…

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...but this one isn't too bad.

…but this one isn’t too bad.

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Hubbard Fellowship Blog – Last Day for the Cattle

A guest post by Anne Stine, one of our Hubbard Fellows.  (All photos are by Anne)

Today (Oct. 1, 2013) the lessee came and got his cattle, as per our agreement.  I’ll miss them. It is with some sadness that Eliza and I have been awaiting their removal from the pastures.  We’ve really enjoyed having cattle around.  I like the way they keep an eye on you in the pastures, and the way they prick their ears and step forward before turning tail and scattering.  I like hearing them bellow (pronounced “bell-er”) at each other to keep tabs on calves and herd-mates. Eliza and I agree that our acreage will seem a lot emptier without them.

This bull came over to check out my truck.

This bull came over to check out my truck.

It’s funny, because the herds we interact with are a skittish lot, but they are still companionable if you go about your own business without paying them too much mind.  The closest I’ve ever gotten to our lessee’s cattle was when I was harvesting seed from white prairie clover.  At first the cattle were suspicious, but when they saw me hunched over pulling on plants it seemed to put them at ease.  I imagined I looked like I was grazing too.  A cow wandered so close I could hear her huffing and chewing as she snipped grass. I liked being surrounded by the cattle and having them placidly munch around me.

Chris entertaining the cows.  (Editor's note: For the record, I was photographing a management practice, not entertaining cattle.  Not more than a couple of the cows were laughing.)

Chris entertaining the cows. (Editor’s note: For the record, I was photographing a management practice, not entertaining cattle. Not more than a couple of the cows were actually laughing.)

If you step away from your truck cattle will often surround it and start rubbing on it and licking it.  The calves are more curious than their mothers.  They’ll follow trucks and come over to see what you are up to.  I’ve seen cows nose their inquisitive calves away from trucks they were stepping forward to examine.

If I ever have a prairie of my own, I’ll definitely look into leasing out the grass on it.

Goodbye cattle.

Goodbye!