Bet You Never Expected To Find This At Home Depot!

Most people walk into Home Depot looking for things like tools, lumber, gardening supplies, and bathroom or kitchen fixtures.  They don’t walk into Home Depot looking for a duck.  That’s right.  I said duck.

Yet that’s exactly what I did.

This past Wednesday (June 1st) I sat down at 6pm to watch the local evening news.  Amidst all the stories of the devastation caused by tornadoes in the South (and one in Massachusetts), car accidents, arrests, etc. there was one story that caught my attention.

The Hope Depot Duck.

It seemed as though a female duck wandered into the Home Depot in Bangor, Maine (for the second year in a row) and set up shop right smack in the middle of the store’s Garden Center.  She picked a nice spot on a waist high shelf among some potted flowers, built herself a nice cozy little nest, and laid her eggs.

The Bangor news crew interviewed one of the women that worked in the Garden Center and she said that not only was this was the second time the duck has done this, but she didn’t seem bothered by the noise of the cars outside, the equipment, or the people inside the store.  She just went about her business like nothing was out of the ordinary.

Employees in the store have made signs asking customers not to disturb their resident duck and even went as far as to run yellow caution tape around the area the duck is residing in.

Now, even though I saw this story on the news and saw the video recorded from the scene, I had to see it for myself.  So, the following day, my mother and I hopped into the car and drove the 90 miles from our house to Bangor.  90 miles just to see a duck in the Home Depot Garden Center.

What?  People have traveled greater distances for stranger reasons!

Upon arriving at Home Depot I went straight to the Garden Center.  After all, I was there to see the duck not shop for lumber!

I rounded a corner and spotted the yellow tape that marked the duck’s nesting area.  And true to the news report, it was smack in the middle of the Garden Center.  At first I couldn’t see the duck because she had piled so much hay around herself to make her nest but then I saw her move and I couldn’t believe it.  There was actually a duck nesting in the Garden Center.  Not only that but like the news report said, she actually didn’t seem bothered by anyone or anything around her.  She was just going about her daily business, fluffing the nest, checking on her eggs, and doing what ducks normally do when they‘re nesting.

Of course I had my camera with me (what good photographer doesn‘t?!).  I just couldn’t pass up an opportunity like this.  I clicked off a few frames (you can see one here, and another here) before my actions drew the attention of  a few other people who didn’t know anything about the duck and had come there to actually shop.  I even had a woman run up beside me and ask what was going on before she noticed the duck on her own and immediately pulled out her cell phone to snap a few pictures saying “Oh my God, that‘s so cute!”.

It may have been a long trip for something some may deem trivial, but to me, it was worth it.

It just goes to show you that there can be peace and tranquility, new life in the midst of chaos, whether it be in the world or in the Garden Center of your local Home Depot.

Until next time.

Keep your eyes open, folks.  You never know what you may find!

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~A.M.

Wildlife Sightings Are Awesome!!

 

The biggest April Fools joke that was played on me today came from Mother Nature.  After spring had taken the stage, winter decided to come back for an encore.  Here in Downeast Maine, we had no snow on the ground yesterday and today, we have about a foot.  So, while everyone else out there is pelting you fine folks with April Fools jokes and pranks (Mother Nature included in some areas of the country), I’ve decided to be nice and update you on my most recent wildlife encounters!

This past Wednesday (March 30, 2011 for those of you not following closely) I went on a nice hike with my parents in Milbridge Maine.  We went to the Petit Manan Wildlife Refuge to be exact.  Now, usually, when it’s just me and my mother hiking this particular trail, we spot animal tracks but never any animals beyond small birds.  My father must be our wildlife good luck charm because this was the first time he hiked this trail with us and we had two awesome encounters with wildlife.

First, halfway through our hike, we were at a portion of the trail that runs along the water.  Just a few yards away is a small island, and I mean small.  While looking around and basking in the relatively nice weather, we spotted a rather large bird taking off from the tree tops on the little island.  While watching the bird we came to realize that it was a Bald Eagle.  I, personally, had never seen one that close before.  As I was busy taking a photo of the eagle, I heard my mother say “There’s another one!”  And when I looked up, there was indeed a second eagle taking off.  Putting two and two together, we concluded that there had to be a nest somewhere in the trees.  Smart, huh?  [^_^]

Now, for those of you that don’t know, my father was really the one that got me interested in photography in the first place.  So when we go out on these little hikes/walks/day trips we take photos together.  However, more often than not, these little photo outings of ours tend to turn into competitions as to who got the better shot.  It’s all in good fun (though I tend to win!  My father blames it on me having the better camera.  [^_^]).

So, my father and I both took several photos of the eagles as they flew back and forth from their nest on the island to wherever they were going to find food.  I didn’t see his photos on the computer screen but the shots he took looked pretty decent on his camera’s screen.  Mine came out decent as well, though I know I could have done better.  You can see one of my photos here.

Now, the Bald Eagle sighting was awesome.  I was still stoked from the sighting as we headed back down the trail toward the parking lot.  While walking along, I heard something rustling in the brush off to my left.  I stopped and looked expecting to see a deer or perhaps a raccoon running off, but instead I saw something climbing a tree that gave me a little moment of shock.  At first, I thought it was a bear cub, and as everyone knows, where there’s a baby, there’s usually a mom close behind.  But after the split second of mistaken identity, I realized I was watching a chubby porcupine waddle up the tree.

I’ve seen porcupines waddling across the road or traipsing through my yard in the evenings but I had never seen one in bright daylight climbing a tree like that.  It even stopped half way up the tree and looked at us.  Again, my father and I started our little “I-can-get-the-better-shot” competition.  And again, I didn’t see his shots on the computer screen so I can’t attest to how well he did.  Come to think of it, I didn’t see any of his shots of the porcupine at all.  Hmm.

You can see my photograph of the porcupine here.

The day didn’t end there.  Before heading home for the day, my parents and I went to the beach.  Though it was cool, it was nice.  My mother and I went hunting for beach glass while my father wandered off and tried his hand at digging up a clam or two.  Just before we were getting ready to leave, I knelt down, dug with my bare hand, and brought up two clams that made the six my father found look like infants.  Yeah, I’m awesome.  Unfortunately, I didn’t think to take photos of the clams I found compared to his so you’ll just have to take my word on this one! [-_^]

I hope everyone’s having a fun and safe April Fools Day.  Hopefully no one has suffered any mental or physical injury from any bad pranks.

Until next time folks…

Keep on rockin’ on.

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~A.M.

Time to Adapt

I know it’s been a while folks and I apologize.  But as the saying goes, when it rains, it pours.

Photography, typing, and writing just became a bit challenging for me.  Let me explain why.

Recently my mother and I took a trip into Canada.  Campobello Island to be exact.  We decided to go for a winter hike (we should have brought our snowshoes!).  After our hike, in the process of packing up the car to head home, I somehow managed to mangle my right index finger.  Now for those of you that were unaware of this, I’m right-handed.  Also, almost every camera out there is made right-handed.  So not only is it difficult for me to type and write, it’s awkward for me to take photographs without the use of my index finger.  But like every photographer, and everyone who’s ever suffered a minor injury, I’ll adapt.

It’s strange though.  You never realize how much you rely on your dominant hand until you’re denied the use of it, or a portion of it, due to an injury.  But I guess it’s like that with any extremity.

So as my injury slowly heals, I’m doing my best to make due and forge on in my daily activities.

As a treat, I figured I’d post a few photos for everyone.  Maybe if I can make a few people smile, it’ll help me feel a bit better!  There’s three new photographs for your viewing pleasure. They are: Lonely Bench, Icicle on a Pine, and Winter at Green Point.  Enjoy.

Until next time folks,

Keep on rockin’ on.

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~A.M.

‘Tis The Season…

…to be stressed!  What a year this has turned out to be.  And on top of that, what a holiday season this is.  I’ll spare everyone the headache inducing details and leave you with this little post to hold you over until I can prepare something a little more substantial.

Recently I paid a visit to my father and he, my mother, and I took a little trip into New Hampshire.  At first we tried to confuse our TomTom GPS by ignoring the turns it told us to take but eventually we gave in and followed it.  You could say we battled technology and technology won (isn‘t that how nearly every sci-fi movie starts?).

The TomTom’s fastest route feature took us through the White Mountains of New Hampshire on some back roads that we now know get pretty hairy in the winter.  But the scenery along the way was nice.  I’ll be interested to take that route next fall.

Anyway, we headed into Colebrook and stopped at the Beaverbrook Falls.  I had been there only once before when I was taking my photography course in late 2008 – early 2009.  I had never been there in the winter to see the falls frozen solid.  It was an interesting sight to see.

I spent a few minutes freezing my fingers and toes off in order to take a few photos to share with all of you.  You can see one of them here, and another here.

Until next time folks.

Merry Christmas and have a happy New Year.

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~A.M.

Possible Publication…

A little over a week ago, my college English professor called me out of the blue.  A few things went through my mind as to what the purpose of his call could be.  My initial thoughts were way off.

He informed me that he’s working on his second book of local ghost stories and asked me if I could contribute a few photographs to the project.  In spite of not getting paid for it, I jumped at the chance.  I’ll get some good exposure having my work published through his work.  It may even open some doors for me that wouldn’t have been opened otherwise.  So of course I’d be all for it, pro bono or not.  Not to mention it’s great to be able to work with him again.

I was given a list of four locations to shoot, and one just happened to be down the road from my house (which worked out awesome).  I did a little research on the places, found directions to the ones I was unfamiliar with, and planned a time to go.

Now, these photos were meant to have a dark and creepy feel to them.  I mean, obviously,  They’re for a book about ghost stories.  Knowing this, I hoped for overcast even dreary, foggy weather for my shoots.  But what was it like this past Saturday when I woke up and got ready to head out?  Sunny as it could possibly be.

Did I panic?  Please.  I’m a professional.

I rolled with the punches rather well and managed to hit all the locations in a single day (it helped that they were close to one another).  But needless to say, it was quite a long day for me.  From Bucksport to Bar Harbor and back home.  I was hoping I would catch something paranormal in one of my photos at one of these locations but no such luck.

Now I’m in the post-production stage, turning each photo from color to black and white.  It won’t be long now before I can contact my professor and set up a time to meet him and let him look over what I’ve done.

Here’s to hoping I nailed it on the first try…

Wish me luck.

Until next time folks.

Keep on rockin’ on.

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~A.M.