Bed and breakfast for this robin. 

Not just some fibres for the nest, but a juicy insect as well.

I didn't intend to photograph the robin; birds are not my thing. However, I was out stalking flowers with a long telephoto, and the bird paused and posed just briefly enough to adjust the contents in his beak, and poop ( after much editorial angst, I photoshopped that out), so I bagged a picture.

Speaking of mouthfuls...

This post is perhaps the one about which I've wrestled mentally the most in a long time. I've spent the morning procrastinating, deciding whether to throw it out there, and finally I honestly said f--k it and started writing.

In fact, all of this indecision was finally what spurred me to begin writing, because I just became angrier with myself for simply not letting it go. And perhaps I am making the proverbial mountain out of a molehill here, but so be it. At least I'll be at peace with myself.

Yesterday evening, I headed out on my own, with a camera, to get some pictures down at the lakefront. I was a few minutes away from home, still on my own road, when I passed a large van that was being loaded. A few paces further on, from the bowels of the truck behind me, I heard a wolf whistle. We've all been there. It immediately gets your back up and simultaneously makes you cringe self-consciously. The best recipe is to ignore it, even if it does piss you off and/or frighten you. Do not engage. I didn't.

Then he did it again.

All of a sudden it was not a momentary embarrassment, something to be laughed off and forgotten. It was an imperative, a demand for acknowledgement, and to my mind at least a blatant, sexist statement of objectification and power, and an expectation of submission to, recognition of, same.

I did turn around then.

Which was when he discovered that the ponytail and legs were about twice as old as he was, and they were connected to arms holding a lens longer than his…forearm.

I told him it was not okay. Not in those words, but you get the idea.

Maybe I'm being oversensitive.

Maybe not.

Thoughts?