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Monday, August 30, 2010
Macro Monday: Prairie Grasshopper
Here, there is a constant creak, hum, buzz and chirp of insect noise throughout the growing season. Not to mention far-away traffic on I-79 and frequent aircraft.
On the prairie, the legions of bugs are far too busy eating, and there is sometimes a break in the noise of machines.
For a few minutes, I could hear only wind and a single songbird. Spectacular.
So is the photograph.
ReplyDeleteI have had moments of hearing only the wind and a single songbird, but have never taken a photo as stunning as this one. Thanks for letting us share your moment.
elaine