It must be April, i know this cause i find myself yet again traveling down I-90 towards a small but fun Prairie Dog town. It always amazed me that this town was saved. It’s scrunched between farm land and a highway, one of the smallest state parks one would think of and yet it persists. Wasn’t sure if it was even worth going to with the thunder storm in Bozeman. I know, why didn’t i stay and shoot the storm? No vantage point i could find, and the storm blew east. Well these little guys always crack me up. You step out of your car and they start squeaking. I starting working with one and noticed six kids over on another mound, i had to go try them out. Nope… They ducked down faster than i could blink. This one was the only curious little guy. Like the gopher from Caddyshack, what is it plotting? Where is Carl? Anyways, the clouds rolled in and the light left so i did likewise, another day i shall return.
A lot of times when i go out shooting, i will run across a subject that has a certain attitude to it that could be considered rude. A certain flaunt of arrogance or even show of desire. We wildlife photographers call it the Tease. It’s when they begin to show us that shot that we really want, then stop. I was thinking about this and how it ties in with me going down to Florida for my Spring break. Not many of my friends could believe i was going to Florida for a week, even fewer could believe i was going to work for the whole time. I guess it’s that whole mentality of being a 21 year old college student at the beach that got them. Stick around this week as more will be revealed.
Images captured with D3, 600f4, Tc-14e on Lexar UDMA Digital Film
