Flying off into the sunset we say good night to a Black Crowned Night Heron. Not a bad way to end the day. Photographed with an older, forgotten and long gone, point and shoot camera on an evening walk in Ferndale CA. a few years back.
For me the Wood Thrush is a bird I may often hear but seldom seem. Hanging out in those forests deep with green and hidden out of sight they have such a wonderful song. After listening to his song for several minutes this Wood Thrush flew out and landed on a post in a clearing for a minute or two before retuning back into the woods. Love the pudgy belly on this one.
Holga version of an old silo taken on the drive between Saratoga Wyoming and Walden CO. Holga 120 and Tmax 400 iso.