Barn Swallow resting on a rusty gate – Nikon D500, f10, 1/640, ISO 500, -0.3 EV, Nikkor 500mm VR with 1.4x TC, natural light
There isn’t anything spectacular about these two Barn Swallow photos, they aren’t showing any exciting behaviors, they aren’t taken while the bird was in flight and the setting could be considered kind of bland but for me these photos hold a special meaning because my Mom was there with me when I photographed this bird.
It was a delight to drive up to the canyon in the Wasatch Mountains and to be able to chat with my Mom along the way and once we were inside the canyon having her riding behind me in my Jeep so we could both take photos from the same side and being able to see her smiling in my rear view mirror as she looked for birds and wildlife in the alpine canyon. Seeing the canyon through her eyes was a joy.
It was cool and refreshing in the canyon compared to the valley, it was quiet and it felt as if for a short time we left civilization behind. I ignored the notification sounds on my phone like I normally do when photographing alone which shuts out the annoying buzz of everyday life and we simply immersed ourselves in the experience of photographing together for the first time with nature’s wonders surrounding us. Time alone with my Mom in my natural element while showing her how I do what I do when I am out photographing in the field was something we had never done before and I relished every second of it.
Adult Barn Swallow taking a break on a rusty gate rail – Nikon D500, f10, 1/800, ISO 500, -0.3 EV, Nikkor 500mm VR with 1.4x TC, natural light
Mom is great at sighting birds and critters and she pointed them out to me quite often. She used her point and shoot camera plus her phone to take pictures as we moved slowly through the canyon talking softly to each other. There was a lot I wanted to show her but we had all the time we needed, we didn’t rush and because we didn’t we found plenty of birds.
When we stopped to take photos of this Barn Swallow resting on the rusty gate railing we could hear the sounds of the nearby creek, the gentle breeze rustling the willow leaves plus the calls and songs of other nearby birds. It was marvelous to share my passion about bird photography with her and to see her enjoy herself so thoroughly.
While these Barn Swallow photos aren’t million dollar shots the experiences I shared with my mother while we photographed this bird together are worth everything to me.
Life is good.