It sometimes seems that I have an obsession with photographing squirrels. If you’re a frequenter of The Daily Photo then you’ll know I often post shots of squirrels (in fact, I think about 3% of the 500+ posts on that blog are squirrel-related). There’s even a few squirrel posts on this blog, and that’s assuming I’ve remembered to tag them properly.
This post is in a very similar vein to Dave the Angry Bee from last week. Whilst I was sitting down editing photographs, I glanced out of the window in a procrastinated fashion and saw a squirrel running around in the grass, standing on its hind legs. This being spring (and shortly before the groundskeepers came round and mowed the lawn) there was a lot of daisies about adding a bit of detail to the image.
Quick as a flash I grabbed my camera and my telephoto lens and starting firing off a few shots.
I prefer the shot above, although some of the more interesting moments were when he stood up to have a look around.
I really love photographing squirrels. I think they’re such a photogenic animal. Down in York House Gardens in Twickenham the squirrels are ridiculously tame (they’ll even come up and shake your hand if you smell right), but the guy in the garden was a little less tame. It might be because my cat has probably chased him at some point.
Other than a squirrel, one of the other long-term residents of the green space out back of our flat is an old football that someone must have found in the bushes and thrown onto the grass. At some point I should get out and try to get some closer shots of the interesting textures of its well-worn leather. For now, however, it has remained as a foreground element of a squirrel portrait.
Just a few shots from me in this post. How am I supposed to get any editing or writing done if every time I do some photographic temptation shows up at my window?