The Hunter...
Old gnarled forest oaks are silent and watchful! The leaf scented night is full of tiny rustling. The owl that clutches the branches with long curved and wicked talons sits and waits for it's moment with fierce burning eyes knifing the blackness.
It all happens in the instance of a few heart beats, it all happens in the moments between life and death, and then it's over. Ghost white mouse moves with all fast fearful haste, but not not fast enough. The owl lunges into the night, his great wings smashing the air, before holding them as he swoops into a dive. Three heart beats have passed and the mouse knows his mistake far too late. In eight heart beats it's all over.
Another shot of the owl. This time you can see how whole body. Again, eyes are great. This one you can really see just how big this bird is! I was so amazed at it's size. I don't think Harry Potter would want that landing on him :-D Those talons are huge...
Martin - 2005
6 comments:
Ha, ha. I don't think Harry Potter would want this owl landing on his arms either:)
Beautiful capture of The Capture.
Such a magnificient animal. Either he is an expert model or you are a very quick photographer!
MERMAID:
Yes, bit too large for Harry :-D And thank you... :-)
MARIJOSE:
He is an expert model :-) I still remember with a smile seeing him close up. I really like those unexpected moments. Great guy :-D
FINNEGAN: I wonder what questions you would ask it? :-)
lol. reading harry potter this weekend i kept thinking of this owl every time hedgewig (sp?)was mentioned!
JUST ME: - His smaller brother maybe :-D haha
Best Wishes
- Martin
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