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I had become many eons ago a traveling literary gnome, inquisitive about places I had and had not visited,
walking the same paths of peoples from the past, through places once grand and still grand,
photographing images that now show me the places about which I still dream . . .

Sunday, March 14, 2010

At Hackberry Flat

The Red River Photography Club hosted a day trip to the Hackberry Flat, near Frederick, Oklahoma. Visit the Hackberry Flat web site at http://hackberryflat.home.mindspring.com/  I added a few bird sightings to my "life list," but more importantly, I became aware of the importance of wildlife management.
American Coots take off as we approach them. 

Lesser Yellow Legs in flight. In this picture you can see the kind of habitat the birds thrive in, thanks to the wildlife management provided by Oklahoma.

Vesper's Sparrow.

Savannah Sparrow.

Red-tailed Hawks seemed numerous and beautiful. 


We saw a large number of Northern Harriers, too. 

This Northern Harrier appears to keep his eye on us. 

I like to call this picture "Spot the Hawk." The lines and posts seem intriguing even without the profile of the hawk. As with all other birds, the hawk flew away from us. 

The Nexrad I rely on for everyday weather-watching stood at a crow's flight,
if you pardon the pun, from the wildlife management area. 


On our way home, we visited every fascinating barn we saw. 
The door appeared to have the original doorknobs. 


A fertilizer spreader and a television sit abandoned in the next room, along with couches and chairs. 


I particularly enjoy this image, and I think seeing it helped me appreciate the challenge of taking pictures of old barns.


Old wood and new wood. In this barn, Larry found a medicine bottle.
Later, at home he washed the bottle and saw the year 1846 on the bottom of it.
James Polk was serving as US president during that year.


We stopped by for a few images of an "Oklahoma Centennial Barn," 
presumably established in 1900 (that's the number on the gate). 


A vehicle full of photography enthusiasts will more often than not stop at every opportunity for pictures. 
Here we stopped to visit with the dromedary camels on the Hudson Ranch along Highway 287.

The male has a big cranium. 

Ben celebrates the capture of a good shot. 
See his impressive photography at http://photographybybenjacobi.blogspot.com/

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Let us go then, you and I
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Throw chinese coins for the I Ching.
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