What a beauty!
Here are my Budgies, Siri and Soma! I was challenged by Photography 101 to share a photo which illustrates the word “connect,” and my birds were definitely connected in the moment depicted here. I was in the midst of clicker training them to touch the pink ball you see in the photo, and they were working hard to figure out what I wanted ( Siri especially, as you can see by her cocked head). They became quite consistent about touching the ball after some practice, Siri leading the way and Soma following after his cage mate proved that the ball wasn’t going to detonate at any moment! That is the fun of working with multiple birds. Sometimes a brave one can encourage a more reserved flock mate to step outside of the comfort zone!
Here is a sweet photo I captured of Sydney, my Cockatiel, as he was sitting alone on his playground. The picture addresses the Photography101 challenge of depicting solitude within the confines of the “Rule of Thirds.” For those of you who are scratching your heads or wondering why I didn’t shoot just 1/3 of Sydney, the Rule of Thirds requires you to picture a grid on top of your potential photo, like a Tic-Tac-Toe board. Then you place your subject where two of the lines would intersect or along the lines. It creates interest and artistry, as the subject isn’t just dead center.
Today’s photo post ties into the theme of “water.” I decided to take a less direct approach than shooting a body of water, so I am sharing a picture of my Cockatiel Sydney, right after he received his first bath. As you can tell, there is still a bit of water in those soft feathers of his. Oftentimes, birds really enjoy taking baths. Just give them a reservoir or stream of water, a feeling of security, and they jump right in. Fearlessly, feet first, and feathers flying. Sydney, however, was a bit more apprehensive. I put him near a gently running faucet and pretty soon, both he and the faucet were running! Not wanting to traumatize the poor bird, I just let a bit of water run over him from my hand, which he still wasn’t crazy about, but tolerated. I am proud to say that now, he will stand next to a bird bath, while I dip my fingers in and then sprinkle him. It’s progress, folks, it’s progress.