{"id":2962,"date":"2009-10-20T20:46:00","date_gmt":"2009-10-21T03:46:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.edgewiseblog.com\/mjh\/photos\/lucky-timing-from-the-photo-archive\/"},"modified":"2009-10-20T20:46:00","modified_gmt":"2009-10-21T03:46:00","slug":"lucky-timing-from-the-photo-archive","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.edgewiseblog.com\/mjh\/photos\/lucky-timing-from-the-photo-archive\/","title":{"rendered":"Lucky Timing"},"content":{"rendered":"

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I go to Chaco Canyon<\/a> every year (except for this one). In 2008, I also traveled to a couple of outliers<\/a> west of Chaco. The road into Kin Bineola (\u201cwhere the wind whirls,\u201d Navajo) crosses a dirt dam. I had never seen any water on either side of that dam before, but on this trip in May, there was a small pond near the dam, well below the road. I saw something circle over the pond. I stopped on the dam to consider taking a picture. The two adult avocets were cute enough \u2013 and seemed out of place enough \u2013 to warrant a photo. I just got lucky that the babies flew in just as I clicked. I respect photographic skill, experience, and equipment, but lucky timing is the most valuable asset a photographer can\u2019t buy. I never expected to photograph shorebirds in the desert.<\/p>\n

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