Just three minutes after leaving the one skink photograph, I started to head back to the barb wire crossing. Looking always down to avoid stepping upon a snake or other creature, I spied this turkey feather. Immediately I looked up and wondered what tree this gobbler had roosted in, and when.
At first I started to move on without photographing, but returned and tried several angles, including the flash. I could not achieve the desired affect with the flash off camera, on the ground next to the feather, and settled for this available light shot. If I would take more time, if it was not so hot and me so sweating, I would have tried harder to evoke for creativity out of this scene. As is, I am afraid it is just a recording.
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