{"id":43,"date":"2003-06-13T00:14:29","date_gmt":"2003-06-13T07:14:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/balafon.net\/?p=43"},"modified":"2003-06-13T00:14:29","modified_gmt":"2003-06-13T07:14:29","slug":"gordon-tisher-wildlife-photographer","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/balafon.net\/?p=43","title":{"rendered":"Gordon Tisher, Wildlife Photographer"},"content":{"rendered":"

Tonight has seen the most excitement around here for a long time. I was drifting off to sleep when I heard some strange noises in the back yard. Grabbing the trusty sword that lives above my bed (yes, it has fallen and hit me in the head in the past — luckily it’s in a scabbard) I sallied forth to defend my castle:<\/p>\n

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Unwisely, I had put some bagged garbage by the usual can, which even tripple-bagged had attracted a racoon. This shouldn’t have been surprising, since there’s lots of wildlife around here (though the relentless pace of development will surely soon drive it all away): rabbits, the occasional coyote. He ran off, and I went to get another garbage bag to collect the spillage. I left the door open, and when I turned around there he was, right in the doorway, looking around inquisitively. He ran off again, and that’s when I got the bright idea of lying in wait for him with a camera.<\/p>\n

Instead of his previous approach, straight across the lawn, he chose a more lateral route, so that I, lying in the doorway with my camera, didn’t even see him. I heard him stealthily ripping at the garbage bags again, and slowly slid my head out the door:<\/p>\n

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He was a cheeky little beast (I’m calling him he, and since no one reads this site nobody will mail me to tell me he was a she :-) He posed for several flash candids:<\/p>\n

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But eventually he got tired of being interrupted, and wandered off. I tried to lure him back by attempting to imitate some of the vocalizations I observed when a family of racoons explored our lunchtime spot up at SFU once several years ago, but he didn’t come back.<\/p>\n

We now return you to your regularly scheduled programming.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Tonight has seen the most excitement around here for a long time. I was drifting off to sleep when I heard some strange noises in the back yard. Grabbing the trusty sword that lives above my bed (yes, it has fallen and hit me in the head in the past — luckily it’s in a … Continue reading “Gordon Tisher, Wildlife Photographer”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-43","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-journal"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/balafon.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/43","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/balafon.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/balafon.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/balafon.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/balafon.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=43"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/balafon.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/43\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/balafon.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=43"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/balafon.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=43"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/balafon.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=43"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}