
Right now the wheat is only about eight inches high. Pheasants everywhere. I thought I had died and gone to heaven. Until I realized there is no way to approach them. The Boise area is very flat. No hills to hide behind. This photographer found himself in an irrigation ditch waiting for the bird photographed above. Made for some real funny looks from the farmers driving by. Probably thinking."dumb tourist, the birds are everywhere!"
The colors on these birds is almost unreal


One of the few times I've been speechless. How does a big fat guy with Utah plates taking pictures of weeds from outer space respond to that? Simple as.. "I have an assignment to shoot colors". Without a response she turned and walked back to the house.
"Thanks"
I'm not sure if she heard me. No doubt I was the topic of conversation at the dinner table tonight.
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