photography from the Chesapeake Bay watershed by Bill Emory
Author: WmX
I stumbled off the track to success in 1968, started chasing shadows that summer. Since then, In addition to farm-laborer and newspaper photographer my occupational incarnations include dishwasher, janitor, retail photo clerk, plumber, HVAC repairman, auto mechanic, CAT scan technologist, computer worker and politico (whatever it takes to buy a camera.) I am on the road to understanding black and white photography.
Sophie died five years ago today. We’d been on our morning walk. Back at the house she died.
She lay in state for the day in her nest next to the window.Friends came to visit, say one last goodbye. Tears were shed.Sophie went the distance, she was almost 16.We buried her at sunset, planted a quercus robur on top her grave.This photo was taken November 17, 2015, the last made while she was alive.
I find vultures in their contemplative mode particularly companionable. Hanging out with vultures is not threatening like being sized up by a large alligator. Sure, vultures are carrion birds, but until you are carrion, they are good company. They are quiet. They stretch their wings. They are expert at finding the best seats in the house.