Oh what a feeling. What a rush.

I set the prompt as rush but these photos make it seem as if I have all the time in the world. I don't. I also shouldn't be experimenting with heart-shaped bokeh after midnight. Silly photography obsession.



288:365 My relentless pursuit of birds continues. What I like about this shot is that it's from a distance. This is the first year in many that I've managed to thwart the robins from nesting on the back deck. Chasing them never worked. What did work was putting up a wild bird feeder. Apparently, the robins didn't want to compete with sparrows, finches and grackles.





289:365 Meet Pompeii, the resident gardening centre Iguana





290:365 Shave and a haircut. Two bits.





291:365 Forsythia at night





292:365 Waddle





293:365 I heart spring





294:365 Unfurled

The backyard ferns were highly expressive this afternoon:



Bashful




Nuclear family




Coming-out




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Those ferns inspire me. This week's prompt is rooted in 1970s Rod Stewart: Every picture tells a story