Harley is on the left. He is 8 years old. Buddy is on the right. He is 29 years old. They sleep in separate cages but are out of the cages when we’re home and supervising them. Harley still acts like the “terrible twos” and Buddy acts like an old man and can’t see very well but still climbs around both cages.
Playing around with my macro lens in the house on a rainy morning in February.
We have hibiscus bushes growing on the side of our house but I rarely bring them inside. I need to do that more often. They only last a day though.
Up close with some new shells. Our glass stove top gives off a nice reflection.
Turning the lens on my own birds. Buddy on top (he’s 27 years old) and Harley in the bottom 2 (he’s 5). Harley used to be terrified of the camera so I would only take pictures of Buddy up close but now he sings for it.
All of the above were taken with my Nikon macro 85mm lens. I’ve been motivated by Deanna’s blog to bring home flowers to brighten up the house. Especially since it’s been raining and cloudy so much lately. Buddy and Spikey are always sunshine with their yellow and orange faces and their happy chirping. Although, Buddy can get really loud if someone else is talking. He wants to be the loudest one in the room. I’m surprised Spikey let me get this close. She’s very shy and a little of afraid of the camera. Not like Buddy, who will come running up when he sees it. The last two are what’s left of the poinsettia plants from Christmas. I need to plant them outside to see if they bloom again next year. My dad did that. When my parents retired to Florida, my sisters and I would always come down for Christmas. We would bring a poinsettia plant every year. After the holidays, he would plant it on the sunny side of the house. Ten years later the entire side of the house was covered in red poinsettia leaves when we would come to visit.
