Friday, August 28, 2020
What it takes to fly
As a person more drawn to a dark view sometimes, or, as we like to call it over here, "realism", I am especially happy to be able to report some happy news from out in the gardens and fields, from nature.
Lately in all my pictures and in looking closely at all the flying animals living around me, I have noticed that flying isn't too hard. Chunks of feather are lost from beaten wings of birds, but they flit on through the skies like nothing much is wrong. Bee wings wear away to almost being stubs, and they zip around in the air nevertheless.
Here, look at this:
Because this bee looks a bit like a stuffed animal bee (cute, fluffy!), or even a dead or asleep bee, I have to attest that I saw this very bee, half wingless! fly away with my own eyes!
And while I've yet to achieve the ability to take even rudimentary pictures of birds in flight, let alone ones missing chunks of feathers, I do have a butterfly picture around here. I followed this one to its landing on a flower only to notice the handicap it carried that clearly was not one at all:
I'm just saying:
It's good news. I take the lesson and carry on.