This image might be one of my personal favourites, for obvious reasons. I’ve always adored photographs of birds huddled together, but until this encounter, it wasn’t something I had ever witnessed for myself.
It was my mom who first spotted this group of Indian Silverbills perched on a dead tree on a particularly cold winter morning. The branches were wonderfully gnarly, but finding a clean composition without stray twigs cutting through the frame was incredibly challenging. From my initial position, the angle was quite steep and the background was nothing more than a flat, unappealing wash of pale blue.
As I inched closer, I raised my rig overhead with my arms fully outstretched, hoping to bring a line of sunlit trees into the background. Everything seemed to align just as I’d hoped they would. I snapped a series of images, completely unaware of the yawning Silverbill on the left.
It was only later, while reviewing the set on my computer, that I noticed it. A very welcome surprise, to say the least.