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Rest in piece my good friend. We had so many good times together. I will miss you. You were always sharp, a little slow but, sharp.

Now to determine if the camera body survived the fall in one piece. Let's keep our fingers crossed.

 

 

A sure sign of spring around these parts is the appearance of the kayakers on Leffel Creek ( The name is creek, but it really is a river). The kayakers spend the warm months here on the river and then head south to breed during the cold winter months.

 

 

I've learned a lot about kayakers as a result of watching them. First of all, kayakers are a social species. The participants arrive in flocks and leave in gaggles. They also talk a lot. Only one yacker (as they are locally known) can be in a hydraulic wave at a time, so there is plenty of time for the others to chat and otherwise visit with each other.

 

 

Secondly, there are two types of yackers. The alpha group is all about the action and hovers around the hydraulics, darting in when it is their turn, spinning and performing tricks. The omega group just likes to sit in their tiny little boats and look pretty. They don't care so much about the sport as they do being seen, thus the very colorful plumage.

The last tidbit of information gleamed from my observations of the kayaker is that they spend an inordinate amount of time with their heads under the water. Unlike their water fowl cousins, the ducks and geese, these birds don't seem to be looking for something tasty to eat.

If you get the chance, spend some time observing your local kayaker's in their natural habitat. You won't be disappointed. They are sure to entertain you.

 

 

 

One of the thousands of wooden pegs that hold the barns together at Carriage Hill Farm. That's all there is. No big steel plates or giant bolts. The beams simply fit together in a sort of "insert tab A into slot B" kind of system & then holes are drilled through the overlapping joint and a pointed peg is hammered through using a big mallet. 

 

 

Kat Sloma recently featured my photo "The Crossing Guard" on her website The KatEye View. You can see it here.

While you are there, take a look around at her own amazing images. Actively participating in online photo communities is a great way to expose yourself to other artists and to learn from them. The key word here is "Actively". You need to comment on other's work, click on links to their blogs, accept their criticisms. The end result will be an amazing improvement of your work and an expansion for your appreciation of photography.

 

 

I have so much that I want to share with you today. About my wonderful day with my friends Gerd and Cindy. About how much fun we had and the great food we ate.

About these gears..

 

 

About these tools…

 

 

About this bucket…

 

 

But, I am tired. Tired from a migraine and stomach that kept me up all night. Tired from the full day yesterday. Tired of life. So, I will tell you about the day some other time. However, all of you are nice people & I at least wanted to share some nice pictures with you.

Have a great day folks. I hope you are not tired as well.

 

 

 

Today my good friend Gerd and his pretty girlfriend Cindy will join me for a day of shooting. Cindy flew all the way from Germany just to spend a day taking pictures with me. Can you believe it? Well, don't… I think that seeing Gerd might have had something to do with her trip.

First place on our agenda will be the farm. Expect some farm critter images to show up in the near future.

 

 

 

The Tumbling Water Society site is located next to Hurricane Shoals, near Jefferson Georgia. The society collects historic buildings from around Georgia and assembles them in one location to preserve their history. The jewel in their collection is this beautiful church. I have yet to have gone inside because I am never there when it is open. Alas, I have to settle for peeking in the windows.

 You can find out more information about the society at their website.

 

I have a brother. To protect his identity, we will just call him Scott. Wednesday when his wife and I took our niece and nephew (we will just call them Nate and Sloan) to the zoo, we ran into his spitting image.

 

 

It's not the long flowing red hair or the way this slothful orangutang lounges that reminds me of Scott. It's more the look in the poor animals face and his great big round belly that reminds me of Scott. I guess it is hard to swing when the hammock hits the ground every time you get in it. 

Just keeping it real…

oh, and don't hit me or I will tell mom.

 

 

 

The name is Ella and she is a corker to be sure. I am not even sure what a corker is, but if it means that she is a lady full of spunk and energy, then corker she is. She is a gorgeous pointer and unfortunately, my sister in law won't let her come home with me. 

My sister in law is a fantastic lady and normally I think very highly of her. However, on the issue of Ella, we are not seeing eye to eye. I hear that possession is nine tenths of the law so, she wins. I will miss little Ella. She fetches the ball so well and gives such nice kisses.

Alas Ella, tis not to be.

 

 

Good morning folks,

Today I will be making the transition from my brother’s home back to my parents. Along the way, there will be a trip to the zoo. I have a lot of pictures to share with you but for now, I will leave you with an image of my morning on my brother’s pond. Peaceful quiet, listening to the world slowly awaken.

Have a great day.

Tim