Thur 5th Jan: Big Lake Bird Hunts
Cato:
I love hunting! Tara says I am obsessified, but I am not. I am just very good at hunting. And when you are good at something, it is a terrible awfulness not to use your natural talent, isn't it Aunties? so I can't really help it, can I?
Dad was tired after doing his shifty thing, so we left him and home, and me and Mum and Tara went to the big lake park where there are LOTS of birds to hunt. We have pics!
I think Tara is just jealous of my hunting prowess and mojo and stuff. I mean, she just doesn't have it. She isn't aware of the sacred bond between hunter and prey, and she doesn't notice all the little things that make the long hours and exhausting concentration worth the wait...
She just bounces about and tries to show off her green bow.
Look. Here I am doing a sneak attack. I am moving into position now. Tara no where in sight, of course, cos she doesn't have a clue about teamwork and tactical positioning and surprising the unwary prey... it is all skill and training, you know. Takes years.
But then my black gull got spooked, and I must say, the post was VERY sniffy, in a really INTERESTING way.
I am looking for tracks, and spoor, and fewmits, and hunting stuff.
Tara is standing still with a weird expression and a twig stuck to her eyebrow. I think she thinks it is A Fascinator.
This was sniffy too! Someone has put lots of camping rubbish by the bin, and it is really sniffy. I wanted to stay longer and give it a proper investigate, but Mum was off and leaving me behind. I don't mind being left for a bit, but I don't like Mum getting out of sight. She might get lost, so I had to leave my sniffing to make sure she was OK.
This paw was very nice, although Tara put her tail down. I liked him.
Look at all these birds! The word is out! They know that the water is the only safe place...
Ignore Tara. She is just making more faces because she was too late to take advantage of this wonderful hunting opportunity! I am circling round to Get Them. Only it turned out that they were cheating, sitting up on that tall fence, out of reach. Very cunning, and not at all sportspawlike, is it?
Mum's arty pics:
Sunlight on the seedheads
I spent a lot of time trying to capture the way the sun was catching the seed heads, the grasses and the reeds. But I don't think I did any of them justice. The reality was so much more brilliant and clear and alive than any of these pictures...
It was the reflection of the reeds that caught my eye. The water is only about a foot deep here, but the reflections make it look bottomless.
This is more like it. Every frond looked gilded.
And the colours were 10x more brilliant that this picture shows.
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