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| A Week in the Headlands Click on images to see larger versions The first week of my 3-month residency at the Headlands Center for the Arts is drawing to a close. Here are the highlights. I can't believe I get 11 more weeks of this. | Posted: September 12, 2008 | |
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Face to face. One of the many bucks that roam the hills around the Headlands. |
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Walking calmly and quietly has many benefits, this guy just kept on eating after the initial stare-down. |
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I had no idea there were seals so close to San Francisco. |
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A lazy Friday afternoon. |
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This beautiful Coyote (I dubbed him/her Max) let me follow at a safe distance while it hunted calmly. Max always kept a good distance from any people who happened to be on the trail ahead. |
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Hunting the coastline and looking into each promising gopher hole. |
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Caught! A gopher meets its end in Max's jaws. |
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Crunching down on the last bits. |
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A reflection of our ever-entwining territories. |
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A young jumpy Great Blue Heron circumnavigates the lagoon. |
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Taking off a moment earlier. |
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The hawk migration has started with a whimper this year - but the lovelies are still as fierce as ever. We just need to see more of them. |
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A Spotted Sandpiper pays a visit to the lagoon. |
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Why walk when you can strut? |
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Hill 88 Ravens with no hawks to harass. |
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Rodeo Lagoon's resident Snowy. |
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Resting together and fleeing together, Bluebirds take off to greener pastures. |
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After you get your insect, no sense wasting time on the ground. |
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Hill 88 Bluebirds in a row. |
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One night, a Raccoon decided crossing the lagoon was too much work without some labor saving convenience. Here he checks out the buoyancy of a piece of wood. |
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That might work. I get the feeling he's done this before. |
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Tucked under the arm works like a charm. Now the crossing is a breeze. |
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Finally reaching shore, he lets the float go without a trace of interest in it. |
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On this day the only sun to be had was at sea. |
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Dipping past the fog, the sun blasts the Headlands for 15 minutes before finally setting. |
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Reclaimed by the beach. |
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The light out here can make you think that beach is actually warm. |
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An artsy shot of a buck strolling through the HCA grounds at night. |
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Sweet freedom. |
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Looking back toward the city from Hill 88. |
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Copyright Notice - Images, graphic design, and text ©2007 Walter Kitundu, San Francisco, California.
It is unlawful to reproduce or distribute these images via any medium, digital or physical, without the express consent of the artist/photographer.