The cleaning of the kitchen window has produced better pictures, but not nearly as good as they would be if I were outside taking them.
Every attempt I make to sneak outside, they fly away and they don’t come back until I go in the house. I can see them up in the branches, waiting for me to leave.
In warmer weather, I could sit quietly and wait and after a while, they would decide I’m a piece of furniture and come back, but today it was cold and rainy, so I wasn’t going to work well as a piece of furniture.
It’s hard to get a grip on whether or not I’ve sharply focused through a window. To be fair, shooting through glass — even very clean glass — is usually a problem for photographers. Either you get too much shine or reflections, or dirt smears so small you can see them come up bright and clear on the pictures.
So, until I can go outside and pretend to be a chair, I’m going to be stuck with some good photographs that require artistic treatment.
And this is definitely my smile of the week! I made the birds happy and that made me happy, too.