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After 10 days unplugged in the wilderness, I had to make the move back to reality.
Summer holidays always come right when I need them. Just enough time away to recharge the batteries enough to make it to this time next year.
Everyone should try and unplug once and a while. To be honest, I have no clue what has been going on in the outside world lately. Who cares really. Probably just nonsense anyhow.
I leave my island fortress with over 750 shots taken during my stay. For the next few months I will be revisiting my holidays by posting them here.
(And yes, this is a long exposure. I usually do water but figured I'd try the opposite)
Given the slightest window when the rain would subside, that idiot with the camera stopped fishing again to take more pictures of the lake.
No wonder he caught no fish.
This was actually the first "Phantom Photogger" shot of the set. This is the semi-accidental shot that started it all.
Hoped for a nice sunrise on this morning but without a cloud in the sky my hopes were dashed on the rocks and it wasn't to be. Instead I ended up shooting a few of these and trying out some really low level tripod shots with my 190.
Actually it wouldn't be that bad because you'd have the seagulls to keep you company.
Couple that with the fact that these things don't even utilize the services of an real human lighthouse keeper anymore and it wouldn't be lonely at all.
Maybe just for the guy who services the computer.
I don't know. Just a shot from a few weeks back that I thought I'd crop and play with a bit.
Results of inexperienced and drunken boaters who thought it a good idea to try and run their boat under the bridge and down the river to get to their fishing spot.
This particular rotten piece was doing a great job of obscuring what would have made a decent shot of something else.
Since it wanted so badly to be the center of attention I gave it it's wish and it didn't turn out too shabby.
I planted two rose bushes for my wife Candice on her very first Mothers Day this past May. Today I came home from work and this one was just begging tor some photo treatment as it was one of the first ones to bloom.
So there I was, on m knees in our front garden, tripod mounted, still in my dirty work clothes shooting roses in front of our house.
Flowers aren't my specialty; never have been, never will be. This was simply a great opportunity to test out a new trick I learned today. I'm constantly learning. Soaking up things like a sponge.
So this rose is for Candice. Love you.
Love me.
Center column removed, my tripod let me get about 6 inches off of the ground and prone under a tree to get this shot.
The only splash of color on an otherwise gloomy gray morning.
Too much important photogging to do so I just end up photogging the fishers instead.
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"It is wonderful to explore and continue turning the question of "who am I?" or "what is this life?" so that we are simply open to what it means to be alive - to be in a body.
And if we really don't know, which we don't, then the searching, the wandering, the questioning, the never-arriving, is a wonderfully liberating way to live."