We had a dramatic temperature change between Saturday and Sunday ...one of those sweating on Saturday, freezing on Sunday events. It also rained late Saturday night ... not a lot, but it had not rained for awhile so that was eventful too.
High steady winds made Sunday feel a lot colder than it actually was and I found myself tossing on a third shirt over the two long-sleeved T-shirts that I THOUGHT would be adequate.
With the wind making lots of noise, I figured it might be productive to wander around in the woods a little. The white noise of wind in trees and bushes might allow me to be even more stealthy than usual.
That was my thinking anyway.
I went to a place that I can count on for stacked gators and sure enough they were there. None of them are in this post since you folks must get weary of gator shots ... I post them about as often as I post about making gumbo (made some last night actually).
So there I was, focused on the ever eager to please gators, when I happened to look behind me.
(You should always do that from time to time ... wherever you are)
Just as I looked down the grassy fire lane, a sleekly beautiful otter was loping across from one body of water to another.
I gave him a moment, and then left the gators and crept down to the water's edge allowing the whooshing grasses and cattails to mask my sound.
Then I waited.
Missed ottertunity, nonserendipitous moment.
I was gambling that the otter would come my way along the shoreline, and he did. Unfortunately, the GDDD cost me a perfect head and shoulders shot as he surfaced ten feet away and looked at me.
(Still pondering GDDD? ... the last two D's stand for Digital Delay ...you can figure out the rest)
The feral hogs were not as lucky as the otter and they were transformed into megapixels.
I took this shot this morning as I lept into the JEEP on my way to work. The dogwoods are feeling frisky again.