Meet the adorable Holly..; cat photography; Lehigh Valley, Easton, Allentown, Bethlehem pet portraits by photographer Tracy Bodeo

Here are two quick pictures of Holly, an adorable and mischievous kitten I had the pleasure of photographing.  She was much more interested in running around and hiding under the couch than she was in getting her pictures taken!  She did eventually settle down enough to get some “relaxing” shots.

Holly was found in the woods as a stray but quickly became very friendly and loving to her new family.  She shares a home with her parents and three big brothers (one human, one canine, one feline).

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Image of the day, “Gorgeous Ovenbird”; nature photography by Lehigh Valley pet portrait photographer Tracy Bodeo.

An afternoon walk at Jacobsburg State Park to look for some Spring migrants, started and ended with a wonderful find… the Ovenbird.  The Ovenbird is a small warbler that breeds in Pennsylvania (and many other surrounding states).  It’s song, a loud “teacher, teacher, teacher”, can easily heard throughout the forests, but the bird itself is often difficult to get a glimpse of.  I was lucky this past Wednesday when at the end of my walk (after hearing several right when I got out of my car and throughout the walk) I could hear two birds calling nearby, just off the edge of the trail.  Finally after scanning the area with and without binoculars, I caught sight of one of these beautiful birds and was able to quickly capture a few nice images.

I also came across this poem about the Ovenbird, written by one of my favorite poets.  Enjoy.

The Oven Bird

THERE is a singer everyone has heard,
Loud, a mid-summer and a mid-wood bird,
Who makes the solid tree trunks sound again.
He says that leaves are old and that for flowers
Mid-summer is to spring as one to ten.
He says the early petal-fall is past
When pear and cherry bloom went down in showers
On sunny days a moment overcast;
And comes that other fall we name the fall.
He says the highway dust is over all.
The bird would cease and be as other birds
But that he knows in singing not to sing.
The question that he frames in all but words
Is what to make of a diminished thing.

-Robert Frost