The never ending story

It's a never ending story for me: managing all that I get myself into.  Summer class, intense 8-week fall class, etc.  You know the drill.  But once a thankfully long while something comes along that trumps all else, like my father's death a couple of weeks ago.  

While meeting with family and beginning to process our loss, everything went on hold except for the photo ops that appeared right in front of me.  This time last year, I did the same - grabbed the photo ops that gave me a little respite by taking the camera for a walk in solitude.  This year, I had only the iPhone, it was too cold to spend much time outside, and I didn't have a ton of time alone (which was probably good), but I grabbed pictures everywhere I could, very often from the passenger seat.  

A few friends on FB liked them, so I'm shifting them over here, too.  

Blooming where I'm planted

Every year, I get outside to take pictures of what's blooming in our yard.  While I watch petals pop and trees bud, I don't get overly excited about it until a gentle rain hits the blossoms.  Then, the light refracts through the drops, makes leaves and blooms glisten, and catches my eye in ways a dry day can't.  I have a penchant for shooting in the rain.  

This year, that gentle rain came on Earth Day.  Though I'd just gotten home from an informal outdoor shoot that already had me soaked and a bit chilled, I clicked on the macro lens and went outside.  

A gentle rain that comes in April nourishes the now-soft soil, encourages whatever's under the surface to continue its upward climb.  In our case, that means a lot of dandelions and spring onions and sow thistles and creeping charlies and you get the picture.  So while our yard is filled with more weeds than I'm sure most of our neighbors want to be neighbor to, it's wildlife friendly.  No bird and its fledglings will get poisoned by herbicides.  We're probably helping the bees, too.

It was refreshing to have something new to photograph right in our own yard, no need to go anywhere to find something beautiful to spend time with while the spring rain washes away the remains of winter's dreary spell.

Here's a bit of what was blooming on this little corner of the earth where I'm planted.



In a blur of color

We had a few hours to ourselves today and decided to follow through on a commitment we'd made to shoot this weekend.  Peak hasn't hit Gettysburg yet, but I'd wanted to try to some different techniques for capturing the fall colors so we headed for the corner of Ayers and Wheatfield.  

The Hub and I both took swipes at the scenes around us, intentionally blurring our shots with camera motion.  It was great fun and helped make up for the fact that the leaves won't reach peak or near-peak until next weekend.  

It was a quick outing with just under an hour spent behind the lens.  Perfect for trying out new ways of seeing.

I settle on just over a dozen pictures I was satisfied with; here are a few: