I think I'll just leave it at that--a figure of speech not signifying any inner state but only a description of a pattern of light and dark.I will tell you that I was sitting on a hay bale when I took this shot, and that the original lines were boringly parallel.Distortion applied from that same hay bale by the IOS app, Enlight.I'll likely have a few more "shots taken while bored" over the course of the week.
Still unpacking from our whirlwind trip to and from Missouri and have a few images to share.The one above, from a favorite regular dinner stop on the way up. Last time we were there, a guy fell off a bar stool. Made for great entertainment. Not so lucky this time.But I did grab a shot across the room that doesn't hold up so well for details of the small sign above the chunky patron. It reads..[su_button target="blank" style="soft" background="#eadea1" color="#1f1717" size="5" wide="yes" center="yes" radius="5" icon="icon: pagelines" icon_color="#ffffff" text_shadow="1px 1px 0px #000000" desc="'Our … Continue Reading ››
You'll note that I have protected the anonymity of the hunter as well as taking the precautionary measure of doing the same to the deer, so as to avoid any legal actions by relatives of the deceased.I can count on the fingers of one hand then number of times we've been surprised by another human voice on our trails. Then, generally, it's a predictable neighbor who has a long tradition of using the "New Road" down from his end of Goose Creek Gorge to access Goose Creek Run for the next … Continue Reading ››
My digital photo experience began in April 2002 with the Nikon CoolPix 950 swivel-model camera--a whopping 2 MB shirt-pocket miracle.Among my half dozen favorite images from that first year of blogging with images was a shot of water drops on a magnolia leaf along the "New Road." The subtle colors, the lines of the leaf, the brilliance of the beaded raindrops was, to me, deeply beautiful.So when we set out on our walk yesterday after a couple of days of heavy sprinkles, I began to notice that we were at just … Continue Reading ››
Blog posts anymore are tips of icebergs. I used to try to show it all, top to bottom. Now, the visible tip, if even that, finds its way above water. I miss the writing I used to do that was triggered by the slightest thread of curiosity or zeal.But then, when I was doing that kind of regular daily writing twelve and thirteen years ago, I was home alone … Continue Reading ››