Black cat

Midnight, the cat, is an only cat who prowls his house silently. I am always surprised by his presence as he appears out of nowhere to stare at me. In this case he was staring thru his cat door down the stairs at me. I was able to pull out my camera in time to capture the contrast. And I was lucky enough to get an image.

Black cat, try to get an image. There is very little contrast. Focus?…on the eyes. Yeah, good trick. Detail?…hardly. Hey! It’s not my cat!


It’s enough to make you vegetarian. Humane? Humanity? Where does the chicken we buy all wrapped in cellophane come from? We live amongst chicken processing plants. Birds gotta come from somewhere. They transport ‘em in trucks. Headed to their death without ever living free. Yeah, free range chicken?! Ha! Colleen has been vegetarian for a long time. If I had to kill my own cow….

Fine detail

I enlarged the image. Macro. Focus is critical. There is no depth of field to speak of. You just have to be dead on focused.

It’s a fly? Or a bee? The fine detail on its leg can be seen. I thought it was pollen? No.

Slightly out of focus? Nope, if you are, the image is a discard. It’s not operating room microscopy. But there is a certain skill needed to get this shot. It can be done better? Sure, but I am a lazy photographer. No waiting around. No spending time getting shot after shot. Besides, the bug ain’t staying for long. Shoot early. Shoot often.