Alsace in winter

Alsace in winter

As a new year is about to start, we see flashbacks on 2015 pop every there and then. I’ve just discovered that WordPress offers you a summary of your blog’s year, if you type /2015/annual-report/ after the address.

What does it tell me?

A tramway in San Francisco can transport 60 persons. My blog was visited 1500 times this year. If every visitor was to take this tramway, it would have to make 25 trips to carry everyone.

Here is the full report (might be in French). Of course that’s the summary of only half a year of blogging, as I published my first article on the 18th of June.
Nevertheless, this has been a very enlightening experience for me, I learnt a lot while writing. The most successful articles were Owls Predict, Oracles Stand Guard, Icy sunrise, Helsinki, beautiful city, Foggy day and Staunings Ø, but I’m sure 2016 will bring new exciting adventures!

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Mosede Havn

Mosede Havn

DOF’s Mikkel took me to a new place last week-end. The presentation said “possible Long-tailed duck (Clangula hyemalis) and rare gulls”. As you can imagine, the prospect of nice birds on a sunny day proppelled me out of bed early this day, and I arrived to Mosede Strand before sunrise, the meeting time being 8 am. The sky, partly clouded, was purple, but as the sun rose behind a thick haze, it turned to pink then orange instead. Glorious Danish sunrise.

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Stand Still, Stay Silent

Stand Still, Stay Silent

The other day, I was walking in Utterslev Mose when I saw a heron fly down a canal, in the direction of the main path. When I got there, on the small bridge, I couldn’t find it! I hadn’t seen it fly away, so I was a bit surprised, but that was nothing compared to the moment when I realized it had in fact landed a mere three meters from the bridge; I was looking for it much farther! So here I was, standing on a bridge, basically on a bike lane, with a young heron hunting near the bank a few meters away. Fortunately, few people were in the vicinity, so the bird was far from frightened, and I was not at a too high risk of being trampled by a careless biker.

Grey heron (Ardea cinerea)
Grey heron (Ardea cinerea)

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Playing with the clouds

Playing with the clouds

I think I’ve already mentioned that here, but I like cloud pictures. These huge masses suspended over our heads are impressive, and when the sun starts playing hide-and-seek with them, you’re in for a magical moment; however, what I like most is the liberty they grant the photographer in post-processing. Push the clarity to 100? Sure, no problem. What about altering the colors? Yep, let’s go.
When I’m editing the picture of a bird, I feel like I must keep it realistic, natural. When it’s a cloud picture, I feel like I can do anything, and that feels good!

Here are illustrations of what I’m talking about, all taken in the end of my day in Ølsemagle Revle. Enjoy the pictures, but don’t hesitate to share any thought you’d have about them, or any personal experience related to clouds or post-processing 🙂

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Ghosts in sunlight

Ghosts in sunlight

Previously, at Eiwawar

Note: I have included cards from the bird inventory I’m building, with a picture and names in different languages for each bird species. See the end of the article, and tell me what you think of that :p

Witnessing the sun rise over the horizon, Greenfinches and Twites feed in bushes, Horned larks walk along the beach and a White-tailed eagle scare scores of geese was not enough for me this morning, especially since I was not able to reach the southernmost tip of Staunings Ø. I had planned to go home around noon, to study a bit, but well… I took the sight of two Bearded tits (Panurus biarmicus) flying overhead as a good omen, and decided to go south. I knew the next sandbar, Ølsemagle Revle, was also good for birds, but I had no idea of the distance I would have to walk.

Nevermind, let’s go! I departed along the inner shoreline, increasing my count of perch birds with Blue tits (Cyanistes caeruleus) and a flock of Eurasian tree sparrows (Passer montanus) noisily enjoying free food from a man-made feeding station. Unfortunately, the path ended, and I had no other option than to walk along the road. Tricky thing, with the snow and the ice, but I eventually reached my target after what seemed hours of clumsy peregrinations on a deserted bike lane.

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