When you’re in a crowded park and you know where the heron is—but no one else does—you head to the other side of the bushes where you’ll have a clear view. You get low, because you know every inch of this park, and you sit right down on the grass with your long lens, five feet from a bush along the busy walkway. To everyone else, you look like you’ve lost your mind Shooting frame and frame. You hear a kid say, “Mommy, why…,” only to be cut off by, “Just keep walking.” It’s fine—I know plenty of cops in town.
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Excellent work!!
Don’t worry the cops are in the hiding spots too….your in good company…