Birdwatching Made Difficult

With the sun starting to set last Thursday, the birds that live in a nest outside our living room were going crazy. I'm not sure why, maybe it was competition or maybe it was mating, who knows? Whatever it was, their loud and incessant CHEEP-CHEEP-CHEEPing drew our attention.

For a while, I just tried to snap some photos.

The key word there is "tried". I tried to take some photos.

The photos were mediocre at best. Most were unusable.

Will, whose pride in his photographic skills is exceeded only by his pride in his camera, tried to encourage the birds to pose for him by throwing crackers near their nest.

For the most part, it worked, even though it did seem to cause a flurry of fighting for a while.

Satisfied, or maybe just bored, Will settled down to reap the benefits of his cracker-tossing labor, photography-wise.

No word yet on whether Will's fancy, expensive camera outperformed my rather outdated technology.

Also no word yet on how creepy it was for the undergrad girls who walked by and saw two topless guys, holding cameras and staring out the window.