I don't normally like to shoot outdoors on bright sunny afternoons. The harsh shadows are just too… harsh. However, in this case, they managed to create interesting lines leading to the cooling barn.
lee’s keys
Right where he wears them every day.
a tough one
When you place a white horse in the sun and a black horse in the shade, you are asking for trouble. The camera's dynamic range can't handle the whites and blacks at the same time. Something has got to give and in my case, it was the whites. Poor Jane has her white coat blown out in the strong sun light.
In the second image, I correctly exposed for Jane's white coat while letting not worrying about how Belle's blacks would look. I could get away with it because … well, you can't see Belle in the picture. Just her ears. Poor Belle, she got all dressed up for nothing.
scuse me while i crack the sky…
I just liked the shape of this tree and the way it looked like it had huge arms and was waving them around. The tree appears as though it could come from a horror movie.
This image also makes me remember that as a child, my mother taught me that the trees made the wind blow by waving their branches around. Sure enough, every time the wind was blowing, I could see the trees waving their limbs like mad. Who is to say that she wasn't right?
sailing upstream
The rock in the center of the river is called Steamboat Rock. I think it looks more like a giant Spanish galleon. This is one of my favorite parts about hiking in the gorge in Clifton, OH. Our area of Ohio is generally pretty flat. However, when you hike down into the gorge, you feel like you are following a river in a valley between two mountain ridges.
more sycamore
I've mentioned them before. The simple truth is that I love sycamore trees. When the leaves fall and their white trunks are exposed to the dark overcast days they are at their best.
I spent some time in the woods this past weekend so that I could find some good specimens for you. What is your favorite tree?
napping sarah
Sarah is the resident farm cat. In a chilly fall day, she was able to find a sunny spot out of the wind. What to do? Take a nap of course.
more frosted leaves
I hope you are not tired of frosted eaves because I have another one for you today. After this image, I will lay off the ftrost theme for a wile, I promise.
silver giant
What is the largest tree in North America, west of the Rockies? Why it is my favorite tree, the sycamore. I love the way the bark peels off of the tree as it grows taller. What is left behind is a silver and white, brilliantly smooth trunk. You can see a large sycamore from quite a distance. When you are underneath one, you learn that their leaves are sometimes a foot wide.
Yes, my favorite tree of all time. There is this one very special oak tree in Germany, but that is another story for another time.
4 1/2 quarts
Don't know about you fine folks, but I am feeling a little low. 4 1/2 quarts is not much to write home about. If I can get her up around 12 to 16 quarts, then we would have something to talk about.
How many quarts do you have?
tim mcmurdo 