111 thoughts on “Final Flight

  1. You and a few other bloggers I follow are adept at finding dead creatures. we must live in an area with lots of scavengers, because I never see any remains, large or small (not even bugs).

    1. Sadly, this one was at my back door having flown into a window. I’d rather find them in the wild where I think they have (mostly) died of natural causes.
      It seems kind of odd that you never see dead creatures around, hmm…

  2. Bonjour Karen ,

    Ce bel oiseau du temps , capté par ton regard ,
    nous conte un pan d’histoire , au nom de son vivant ,
    pour au final sous vents , effleurer nos mémoires ,
    la plume porte l’espoir , depuis le premier chant.
    Becs au delà

      1. I wasn’t being negative 🙂 It really is a stunning capture…. in an eerie sort of way. I could almost see it as art for a movie poster that might fit one of those horror films that Hollywood loves releasing around Halloween.

  3. What a beautiful flight. A carcass otherwise just become a soil, suddenly
    took a flight and transformed to the Art !
    And keep flying in the Net-Sphere for ever !

    1. Thanks so much, Belinda.
      It is a digital photograph with movement (a long exposure, and yes, photographed on a black cloth). I have added another layer for some details but the changes are subtle.

  4. Magnificent color choice, Karen. It goes well beyond a typical Fall palette, esp. those pinks and gradations of orange in its feathers and tail. Another spectacular image!

  5. I imagine your bird reached the sun––its red feathers lead me to believe it did.

    View “The Ascending Bird” for a confluence of your breathtaking art, music and myth.

    (The myth will appear below the video once it starts playing.)

  6. The myth does not seem to appear on this site. So here it is:

    Santur player Siamak Aghaei and violinist Colin Jacobsen arranged a traditional folk melody that was inspired by mythology. “Ascending Bird” tells the popular legend of a bird attempting to fly to the sun. After two failed attempts, the bird finally makes contact with the sun, losing its physical body in fire, and in this way achieving a metaphorical spiritual transcendence.

  7. It’s the perfect amount of blur, and placement in the frame, too. It’s always sad when birds fly into our windows – so often they manage to keep going, but I guess this guy hit too hard. So you made good use of the situation.

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