Weekly Photo Challenge: Love Most Fowl


Frigate (c) Jim Glennon 2010

The challenge this week is to find love in a photograph.

It doesn’t get much easier than that.

Except for crime scene photographs which make their way into my day job, not many pictures in my life fail to express love in some way.

Obvious candidates exist, including our few wedding photographs and abundant photographs of our children.

Instead I chose Jim’s albatross and frigate birds, and am hoping that by the time I finish this post I can explain why.

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Albatross (c) Jim Glennon

I realize  neither the word “albatross” nor the word “frigate” (which bears an unfortunate similarity in tone and meter to a two-word epithet I have been known to utter when tripping over things) immediately screams “love” to most people.

During life in The Before I probably would have had an emphatic negative response to the word “albatross,” no doubt because of its colloquial meaning of punitive weight.  That rap on the species likely originated in Coleridge’s Rime of the Ancient Mariner, in which one poor fellow was compelled to carry an enormous dead bird around his neck.


Regular readers know that I see hearts–the plump symmetrical symbols which have come in our culture to symbolize love, especially during this season of Valentines–everywhere.  I see them both where they exist and where it requires an interpretive eye to see them.

I see them in clouds, in rocks peeking from snow and slanting on one side, in shadows cast behind leaves, in flowers.

(It was another person who pointed out to me, after I had churned out quilts for several years, that hearts appear in all of them–either as featured motifs or recurring quilting patterns.  Even the strictly geometric pieced quilts had hearts quilted in tiny stitches, holding the quilts’ layers together.)

Even I don’t see hearts in these pictures of Jim’s.  But I do see love.

It is not anthropomorphism.  I do not think these birds necessarily stand ready for a committed loving relationship–although we discovered seconds after Jim took this frigate’s photograph that his grand display of inflated red would prove irresistible to a female of the species.  Who, after all, could fail to be impressed by such a sight?  (Or by any type of creature that is designated as either “Great” or “Magnificent”?)

I chose them for both what is within and just outside the frames: what a viewer can see and what I know to have been there.

Inside the frames are things Jim loved about this world: its brilliant colors and creatures, leaves and trees and geological formations, the spectacular beauty of sights he’d never seen before.

As he took these photographs, a blizzard was burying the East Coast in snow while he felt equatorial sun on his skin and heard birds clattering and shrieking and baby sea lions barking.

(Jim quickly learned to do an amazing impression of barking baby sea lions.)

What you can’t see is the love that surrounds these pictures.  At the other end of the lens was a man relishing every second of a trip he knew would be his last, with the family he loved and will forever love him.  Around him were ancient and undisturbed volcanic  rock,  teal vistas of the ocean to which he had always been drawn, and both his children and new friends.  He was weighted down only by photographic equipment, a camera strap around his neck and lenses in a backpack.

As he took picture after picture I wonder if he knew he was gifting us with images which carry so much love.  Just one of them can transport us back to that time, to the warmth of that sun, the sounds of those birds, the feeling of being able to reach out and touch his arm or the back of his shirt as he joyfully watched an albatross nesting at the end of our world.

About Stephanie

In her spare time, Stephanie works full-time, and then some, as an attorney. She has published articles and delivered talks in arcane fields like forensic evidentiary issues, jury instructions, and expert scientific witness preparation. She also is an adjunct professor at a law school on the banks of the Charles and loves that dirty water, as she will always think of Boston as her home. You are welcome to take a look at her Facebook author page, or follow @SMartinGlennon on Twitter and @schnitzelpond on Instagram. Bonus points for anyone who understands the Instagram handle. All content on this blog, unless otherwise attributed, is (c) 2012-2021 by Stephanie M. Glennon and should not be reproduced (in any form other than re-blogging in accordance with the wee Wordpress buttons at the bottom of each post) without the express permission of the domain holder.
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25 Responses to Weekly Photo Challenge: Love Most Fowl

  1. gaepolisner says:

    i see love in this post. and send love to you.

  2. Cgmurphy7@yahoo.com says:

    I remember when he came back from that trip and he showed us all of his amazing photos on his new IPAD. He was so excited for all of us to see what you had all seen. I cannot imagine what that trip must have been like, given the circumstances. I sense another book in the making. I am thinking you should go with the novel this time. This was a lovely post Steph! Keep writing….

    • Stephanie says:

      The amazing thing is that the trip was not any different for Jim than it would have been in other circumstances: but for that port, no one we met would have known he was in less than perfect health. For the rest of us, all our lives we can be thankful he chose to give us those memories instead of waiting around in cold hospitals for the inevitable, or chasing fruitless clinical trials around the country.

      • robingurin says:

        He was amazing,the joy we received from Jim and your family changed our lives forever…it was spectacular!

      • Stephanie says:

        Hi, Robin! It was so wonderful to meet you and that beautiful family of yours, and share your birthday. We must see you again soon. Is there anything more hopeful than Jim having chosen to take us away and make new friends, even then?

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  5. I’m assuming Jim is your husband who has passed. You are very lucky to have had the love you did but I am guessing you know that.. Bless you.

  6. beautiful expression of love..

  7. Zen says:

    I love the heart shaped something in the cup.. 🙂

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  9. Your post is a moving tribute to love, and to a beloved.

  10. Jo Bryant says:

    that first image is amazing

    • Stephanie says:

      I could tell how wonderful an image he must have captured by the look on his face as he reviewed those pictures. He was pretty pleased, and so happy to have that one chance to be there with us.

  11. trishworth says:

    The photos are great; the writing is greater. You write so well, I hope you’ll keep it coming! Your emotions seem so close to the surface. I suppose that’s what makes a great writer. I’m sorry you had to lose someone special for us to discover what you have to say.

    • Stephanie says:

      I am so grateful that anyone wants to read what I have to write, especially when my taking off point is one of Jim’s pictures. I find the grieving is so hard (and emotions are indeed always dangerously close to the surface), but the writing comes so easily and often helps me think things through.

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