You take a picture of one thing and then later notice you caught something else in the frame?
Last Friday, I spotted this gator sunning on a brushy bank. She was opposite me across a roadside ditch and I shot frame after frame as I crept closer, because I expected her to slosh off into the water at any second.
I didn't know I had babies in the adult gator photograph until I sat down to review the pictures before I hiked out. I knew there were babies in the area, because I could hear them calling while I photographed the mother alligator. I was so focused on her that I didn't notice the babies in the foreground ... that and a little thing called middle-aged farsightedness prevented me from spotting the babies until I zoomed in a bit.
Above is a lightly cropped view of the big female gator reflecting on the joys of motherhood.
Check out the baby on the Mom's paw in the closely cropped shot above.
After the mother slid off into the water, she hovered nearby, about 3 feet away monitoring me and her babies.
Nothing new there.
Good mothers are always multitasking.
I have these little ones on video crawling up the slope. Perhaps on Wordless Wednesday we can watch that.
Gator babies in January...
Forget Punxsutawney Phil, winter will be leaving soon.