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This is something I never thought would affect me.
It has struck me lately, that whether we admit it or not and maybe it's a subconsious thing too but wildlife photography can be a sad pastime.
Since late last year, many of you will know we've had a fox visit us every night, almost without fail. He would go the odd night when he didn't turn up and on 2 occasions, he didn't show for about a week. One day just a few weeks ago, I passed a fox dead on the roadside just along from where we live and I felt a very strong sadness, firstly at seeing the fox dead but then it hit me, it could've been 'our' fox. I began to realise then that it's more than photography, there's a connection with our subjects too.
Our fox hasn't showed since Thursday last week it really isn't like him, he has been every night for about the last 4 months. I could call him or whistle and he'd come from nowhere. I know maybe I shouldn't be but I am worried, especially as we live quite near a very busy road and also and more worryingly, we are surrounded by farms and farmers will do what they need to do to protect their livestock.
I've had the honour this last year of experiencing 2 broods of kingfishers, I've watched them from digging out the burrow to the chicks flying about with both broods. I am now within 15 feet of regular kingfisher perchings and I honestly feel, those kingfishers know they are not threatened by me in anyway, they 100% know I'm there. I would also do what I had to do to protect them. It's coming to an end though, that's 2 broods now, I'm watching for signs of a third brood given the mild weather, although it is unlikely. The fledglings will soon disperse and I'll probably never see them again, that saddens me in a way. I'm happy they've pulled through to this stage but they'll soon be away.
Call me sentimental, a softy, whatever but I have noticed this feeling recently, the joy of being with these animals brings with it an emotion that I can't quite put my finger on what it is.
Anybody else?
It has struck me lately, that whether we admit it or not and maybe it's a subconsious thing too but wildlife photography can be a sad pastime.
Since late last year, many of you will know we've had a fox visit us every night, almost without fail. He would go the odd night when he didn't turn up and on 2 occasions, he didn't show for about a week. One day just a few weeks ago, I passed a fox dead on the roadside just along from where we live and I felt a very strong sadness, firstly at seeing the fox dead but then it hit me, it could've been 'our' fox. I began to realise then that it's more than photography, there's a connection with our subjects too.
Our fox hasn't showed since Thursday last week it really isn't like him, he has been every night for about the last 4 months. I could call him or whistle and he'd come from nowhere. I know maybe I shouldn't be but I am worried, especially as we live quite near a very busy road and also and more worryingly, we are surrounded by farms and farmers will do what they need to do to protect their livestock.
I've had the honour this last year of experiencing 2 broods of kingfishers, I've watched them from digging out the burrow to the chicks flying about with both broods. I am now within 15 feet of regular kingfisher perchings and I honestly feel, those kingfishers know they are not threatened by me in anyway, they 100% know I'm there. I would also do what I had to do to protect them. It's coming to an end though, that's 2 broods now, I'm watching for signs of a third brood given the mild weather, although it is unlikely. The fledglings will soon disperse and I'll probably never see them again, that saddens me in a way. I'm happy they've pulled through to this stage but they'll soon be away.
Call me sentimental, a softy, whatever but I have noticed this feeling recently, the joy of being with these animals brings with it an emotion that I can't quite put my finger on what it is.
Anybody else?
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