I don’t like oversaturated photos so I rarely increase saturation when I edit photos. The world is already saturated with color everywhere, all the time.
Everything has line & pattern. I could not find one photo in my archives that didn’t represent line or pattern in some way. From the obvious to the subtle, from nature to man made, our eyes make sense of the world through line and pattern. They provide structure and consistency. We often take it for granted, but it’s more fun to notice it.
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How can carrots be purple on the outside and yellow on the inside? Not by photoshop, someone actually grew these and gave them to us. Smells like carrots, tastes like carrots, but looks like? Why are some orange inside and some yellow? I guess I’ll have to ask the gardener.
Meanwhile, inside the basement shadows play games against the blinds.
I’m always looking for a different point of view, in my life or in photography. I find it helpful to look close, look up, or fold myself in various directions in order to see something differently. You never know what you might miss if you just stay in one place or position all the time. Join the challenge:http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/09/06/unusual/
Focusing at the zoo
Easier said than done. Crowds, children underfoot, animals behind glass or cage wire, restless beasts. There were challenges everywhere. Sometimes autofocus is convenient and sometimes it’s ridiculous. Manual focus is a better choice to isolate your subject.
Below is my third and last installment of our Franklin Zoo trip. The goats and leopard were especially hard to capture because of their constant movement, and the camel chewing leaves was trickier to focus on than one might think.
I took so many photos at the zoo that I couldn’t post them all at once, so I decided to break it into 3 parts. It was a nice day, warm but not hot. The zoo was busy but not overcrowded. Perfect really. So here’s part 2:
There were a lot of exhibits under renovation, and there were a lot of animals out of sight – sleeping in a cave. Considering that we still enjoyed it immensely. The budgies were adorable and we spent a lot of time trying to get them to land on our fingers. Have you ever wondered what it would be like to be inside a birdcage? Go to Franklin Zoo and you can experience it.
I snapped these pics last summer with my phone, hence they are not great as I could not get close and had to crop in later. This was the first thing that came to my mind when I read that the photo challenge word was “fleeting”. It was the first time I have ever seen a blue dragonfly. It never stopped moving it’s wings as it flitted from one plant to another, and then was gone.
Here they are blooming away! All that heat and rain last week worked it’s magic and the little beauties started popping on Monday. I decided to wait a couple days to catch some full blooms. This is one bush with crazy long branches so they are all over the place. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do. I think I’ll cut some for my neighbor.
It was so hot, sweat trickled down as our bodies moved slowly and our breath became labored…
No, not that kind of hot! I mean it was 95 degrees in the shade with 100% humidity on Saturday as we visited our daughter at Union College this past weekend. The weather was one of those drastic 20 degree overnight switches we get at this time of year with a 3 day heat wave. It started Thursday and hit it’s peak on Saturday.
We made the 4 hour drive early on Saturday morning as a busy day was planned. The dedication of the Henle Dance Pavilion was scheduled for noon and our daughter was performing in 3 pieces, one solo. After a quick lunch we were to see the premier of a movie, Benzo, which was the senior project of some film minor students, and our daughter played the lead role. In the evening we were scheduled to attend a theatre production, Gory Stories, which our daughter was also in. The day was to end with fireworks, as if we needed any.
We arrived in good time. The first event went well except that I left my camera battery in the car so I was not able to photograph the dances. Then , after a big build up, the movie premier was canceled due to a hard drive crash. Our schedules got a little confused and we took refuge from the sun and heat in our daughters room. As she went off to prepare for her evening performance we looked for a nice Italian restaurant that her friend had suggested, but we failed to find it and ate warmed up pizza in a warm cafe instead.
The evening performance was enjoyable but after melting all day the theatre felt like a freezer. I must remember to carry a sweater with me the next time we have a heat wave. Photos of a theatre performance are a big No-No, so although I had found my battery and had carried my camera around all day, there were no photos yet.
We sat on the damp grass in the evening warmth with about 3000 other students and alumni to watch the fireworks and I decided to snap some pics (most of which I will save for a July 4th post). However I thought these were fitting for now:
Sunday morning after crashing in our daughters room and sleeping in a bit, we headed off to find “Little Italy” again. The restaurant was already full so we took a table outside, fortunately there was a breeze and a canopy and the ambiance was better than inside.
We were going to leave at noon as our daughter had to go get ready for her last performance, but a quick trip to buy her a few groceries took unexpectedly long. Then there was the refrigerator fiasco, which was a day long process with emptying it, carrying it downstairs, leaving it outside to defrost while I went to the store, and then trying to fit it in the trunk of the car. It didn’t fit.
After I returned from the store we tried to fit the fridge in the back seat but it started to rain, no, pour, and we ran for shelter leaving the fridge in the parking lot next to the car. Thunder, lightning and a torrential downpour, not to mention the abandoned fridge, made it impossible to leave, but at least it was no longer wickedly hot.
When the rain finally stopped we dried the fridge off and slid it into the back seat with plastic and blankets. Unfortunately it did not leave enough room for our son, so we had to choose, the fridge or the son. We opted for the son and told our daughter to sell the fridge, it had been more trouble than it was worth. By this time it was evening and our daughter was finished with her performance and was breaking down the set at the theatre. We said our final goodbyes to her and her fiance and headed out of town in a hurry.
On the way home we met more torrential rains, which slowed us down. We got home at about 10PM Sunday night and it was still warm but cooling.
It has been a challenge to keep up with the weekly photo challenge this year, but this weeks word joggled my memory. Only a few weeks ago I was laying under a tree looking up through the lens of my camera, for no other reason than to get a different point of view.
Yesterday was the first day of spring for me, because I could walk outside barefoot, in a T-shirt and Capri’s, lay down in the grass and soak up the sunshine. The blue sky was brilliant, an almost unreal color with no clouds in sight. Birds chirping and calling as they flitted from branch to branch, tree to tree.
The first buds of leaves were sprouting up toward the sky, soaking in the rays as eagerly as I was. My Tulip’s heads were shyly peaking out from between their leaves. My cat was ecstatic over the movement of all living things, including me. She romped and performed for me, and she even gave me a tummy massage as I was laying in the grass absorbed in the sound, smell, and texture of new life.
Poetry floated through my head as the soft warm breeze circled my ankles. Too bad I did not bring pen and paper outside with me. I did not even bring my camera, at first. I just wanted to be in that moment and experience all of it’s glory in every cell of my body. As the western sun penetrated my skin sending comforting and loving signals to my brain, new thoughts began to bud like the leaves on the trees. I could not tear myself away from this experience.
The winter is long in New Hampshire and spring is often too short. I went inside for my camera so I could capture a memory, a moment in time when my heart was content with all that is in my world. Troubles will come and go, struggles and stress are unavoidable, but there is always hope. As long as life persists there is hope.
Why is the sky so blue, the grass so green, and flowers so brilliantly colorful? Why can we smell the delicious scents around us and feel the textures of life. The universe functions so beautifully by it’s own design, it is intelligent, it is the essence of love expressed. The mystery, the why and the how is part of the excitement of living. Beyond that, there is no doubt in my mind that the origin of this masterpiece we call life is an infinitely benevolent heart, and an intricately wise mind.
Nature is my refuge, my haven and my heaven.
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I had no idea what I would post for this challenge, but after shopping I came out into a strange world of fog and illumination… I only had my phone camera but I had to capture this… as I began to drive home all I could see were lights everywhere…Illuminated raindrops caught my eye…
perhaps I should not be taking photos while driving, who knows where I might end up… It’s as if everyone is still celebrating, the whole town is illuminated… another corner and another picture… I had to pull over and get out of the car… lost in the lights…they have illuminated my soul…I think I’ve gotten a bit carried away with all this brightness…
but when I pulled into my driveway there was a more realistic illumination.
Under the snow in the cold damp earth there are seeds of new life. Winter hides the secret of renewal. One day those seeds will surely burst with energy driving shoots up to break through the top soil. My heart explodes with thoughts of spring, new growth, and the blossoms that fill the air with fragrance. With this thought I can endure winter, seeing also it’s beauty.
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Seagulls float on the wind, moving neither forward nor backward.Brittle sea-grass appears warm against the cold beach.The wind and wet are no longer appealing as we bundle up and prepare to bunker down. The sun sinks in the west too early and the days feel shortened. The cool nights have their own appeal.
The view was BIG! From every angle a huge landscape. Sometimes we don’t appreciate what we have enough, until we share it.These were taken with my phone yesterday while showing friends from out of town the local scene.
The old road to Robert’s Cove, as kids we ran down to the lake for a swim.
Another view of the lake from a different hill we used to hike. The island in the middle with the two hills is where my parents had a summer cottage.
There is a long family history in these 3 photos that brought back so many memories. Although I have not lived in NH my whole life, I have visited here since I was a baby. My roots seem to be connected to this lake.
The lake is big, it would take 3 or 4 hours to drive around it. It has many nooks & crannies, coves and bays, islands & rocks. We took our friends on a tour around 1/3rd of it’s edges, the north eastern side, to share our memories and stories. Life is big and that’s why we share it.