Shoot the Moon

Mar 21, 2022

Buckaroo, Beggar Buck, Bad eye and the 3 Amigos RIP my sweet Bucks :(

Bad Eye, I was lucky enough to find one of his antlers in 2019.
He had a weird growth on his right eye possibly a battle injury.
We lost Bad eye Fall of 2020.

Bad eye.

Beggar Buck was a beautiful and way too friendly buck. He ended up on our deck more times
than I can remember, looking in the picture window.
His antlers were wide and perfect.
We lost Beggar Buck the fall of 2021, Hunters can legally shoot near the golf course
and dangerously close to our homes. Just because it is legal doesn't mean it is ethical.
Rumor has it that they chased the prize buck off the golf course to shoot it.

Beggar Buck

beggar Buck

Beggar Buck

Buckaroo,.. Buckaroo was king of the golf course. A Golf course Buck that knew where he
was safe. He rarely if ever ventured away and if he did he didn't go very far.
We lost Buckaroo November 18th 2021. A shot rung out so loud and close to our home and
the golf course it reverberated through the house. Again it was rumored that
Buckaroo was chased off the golf course to the field across the street and killed.
A golf course deer so tame you could walk right by him and he was fine with that. He dealt with
golfers his whole life and never thought of humans as a threat.
I will always cherish the 3 years that I was able to photograph Buckaroo.
He brought a lot of joy to my life and the lives of others who live on the golf course.
I had never had a problem with hunting or hunters in the past. Loosing these 3 Beautiful bucks and
3 other smaller ones that I named the 3 Amigos all in one year and all with
the same back story about being chased off the golf course has changed all that.
How unethical and inhumane to shoot semi tame deer. So tame you need to drive them out from
their home to kill them.

My very last photo of Buckaroo RIP sweet king.

Dec 26, 2021

A scene from fall

A realization that I have forgotten my photo blog. In the days of instant gratification of Facebook and Instagram I had forgotten the simple pleasure of blogging. A lost form of social media.

Back in the day it was all the rage, learning code to add your own touches, actually writing a short story or two and sharing too much information online. Those days I both miss and regret.

Lost is feeling that people really cared about content, now it's all about the shock and drama which is why I am no longer on Facebook, known to me now as the giant vacuum of brain cells and social etiquette.

Sitting in my external hard drives and computer are thousands of photos that will be forgotten when I am gone. I am by no means a fabulous photographer, a famous photographer or even a good photographer but each photo means something to me. Each frame was shot will feeling for the moment not the shock or wow factor. I am not above using Lightroom and Photoshop to fix my many many mistakes.

My technical skills are just average and I am often disappointed when my photo safari turns up empty with no usable images. But I was out there in the wilderness being it wooded or vast high prairies giving it a go, which is all that really matters.

So what to do with my many photos, YouTube right? Am I doing it for gratification? Acknowledgement? Views? Probably,,,,,, but mostly I am doing it for me. To capture many of my photos in a video that I can watch on TV and enjoy. Sure I can look at the outside of my external hard drive but it just doesn't have the same emotional reaction that I am looking for.

Of course I am hoping for views, but it is not my sole purpose. I am doing it for me and if other people enjoy my photos and videos that is great too.

So now is where I shamelessly promote a link to my youtube channel.

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCcbA9ko0j1b8Ht8N0st9PrA