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Back in November I had a wet and interesting day on Holme Fell. For all my Wainwright bagging visits with my children in the past it was a fell I hadn’t visited. Until this day it was one of the 37 now 36 fells I hadn’t wandered over. We had always headed for the bigger fells, walking classic rounds and heading multiple times to the fells over 2500 ft to get above the snow line. Thirty years ago that was a lot more frequent than it is today, so the likes of Holme fell were ignored. Therefore it was brilliant to be somewhere different in such a familiar location, it may not be a climbers playground but it is a landscape photographers paradise. As I descend the fell summit I came across another photographer who was quietly contemplating this scene and as I rarely meet other togs when I do I usually like to say hello, and depending how friendly a little chat may follow. In this instantance I really liked these trees sitting on elevated ground, so I politely asked the photographer if he minded if I also took a couple of images. Of course he didn’t but I felt it was the thing to do. Give credit wheres credits due as I would have probably walked passed this spot, so thank you @nick_mansell_photography it was nice meeting you.
Explore #137.
the decisive moment.
i'm glad i caught it :-)
UPDATE: featured on the front page of the group DigitalphotoART.
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Had a chance to play downtown, the weather has been absolutely fabulous!
Welcome spring
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According to local legend, thieves in the 19th century used the narrow coulees of the canyon to house and rebrand stolen cattle and horses. For the interlopers, often described as Americans, Horsethief was a reputed way station on a smugglers' route to Montana.
i'm uploading my 365 in the morning. chair time! this is maggie and i in her grandparents bathroom. we had so much fun today together. we watched jersey shore, took a lot of pictures, and just hung out. oh and ate a lot of bacon. that was awesome. we had so much fun i can't even handle it. i love her so much. she enjoyed playing with sadie. it was amusing. she took a lot of selfies and a lot of random pictures of me. such good times.
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During the noon hour today, there was a Christmas party at work, to which the Family Court staff was invited. I attended it, but didn't eat much even though there was food galore. After the meal, there was also a gift exchange with a novel twist. Fifteen employees had signed up for it, so there were fifteen gifts. Each participant would draw a number, then be called up in numerical order, whereupon he or she would choose one of the gifts and unwrap it. The other participants then had the option of stealing that person's gift and making a forced exchange. I don't remember all the other rules, except that I believe the person who drew no. 1 had some kind of droit-du-seigneur over everyone else's choice.
I had not signed up to participate in this event, so I just sat back and watched. Commissioner Harris, who was also present, had commented to me earlier about how tired I appeared, which was true enough. In an apparent effort to cheer me up a bit, she approached a few minutes later, handed me her number -- it was 6 -- and suggested that I pick out a gift to give to Vanessa. I hesitated at first, since I had not planned to participate and had therefore not provided a gift; but then I decided no harm would be done, since she was forfeiting her claim and allowing me to use it instead. Thus, nobody would be deprived of anything by my participation in the event.
Her little effort to cheer me up worked very effectively, but probably not in the way either of us had expected.
My turn eventually came. I stood up and announced that if the gift I picked happened to be a Nikkor 105mm macro lens, I was going to keep it, regardless of what the rules said. Everyone laughed, and then I picked out a gift, which appeared to be a book. I wondered aloud if it was something Vanessa would even like, or for that matter, if I would, either. Was it a work of military history, or an edition of Dante's Inferno, or some kind of gothic tale? Either of the first two would interest me, of course, but not the third possibility -- although Vanessa, on the other hand, might enjoy that one.
I was going to hold on to the package without unwrapping it, but was told that I had to do so, in order that the others present might know what it was. This would help them in deciding what, if anything, they would steal, and what the ultimate fate of the gift would be.
Having unwrapped the gift, I discovered that it was indeed a book. Not only that, I was delighted to learn that it was full of the kind of useless but amusing trivia I always seem to absorb like a sponge, and which can usually keep me entertained for hours on end. So I sat down to flip through this little volume, and as often happens whenever I am engrossed in a book, I soon became completely oblivious to everything else that was going on around me. I learned hours later that several amused comments were exchanged in that room as the attendees watched me. Not only was I thoroughly absorbed in the book, but it quickly had me laughing as well.
I was in the grip of a very entertaining story about the Kingdom of Talossa when a bag was suddenly dropped into my lap by a court clerk named Rae-Ann. With a twinkle in her eye, she asked me to hold it for her -- then grabbed the book and walked off with it as everyone else in the room busted out laughing. I spent a moment or two trying to decide what to do, but rules were rules, so I ended up accepting my unfortunate fate. But dang, I thought to myself -- couldn't Rae-Ann at least have waited until I finished that story about the Kingdom of Talossa? And to top it off, everyone wanted to know what was in the bag, so I pulled out its contents, which turned out to be a supersize pack of chewing gum. I don't chew a lot of gum, so I quickly began trying to come up with some strategy to reclaim the pilfered book.
Finally, as the gathering was breaking up, Rae-Ann walked up to me with a smile, handed me the book, and told me to return it to her when I finished it. Her smile and overall demeanor made me wonder if she really expected me to give it back. She took the gum in exchange, which I didn't mind at all, of course. Since I wasn't sure if her giving me the book was intended to be a conveyance in fee simple or if Rae-Ann was retaining some kind of reversionary interest in the property, I decided to assume the former and act accordingly.
Later I e-mailed Rae-Ann and congratulated her for having given everyone such a good laugh at my expense. I was made to understand that my obliviousness had in fact been the catalyst for this practical joke, and I told Rae-Ann that there was ample historical precedent for my behavior with the book. As indisputable proof of this, I then included a link to this image, found here in my Flickr photostream, and which I told her may be among the most revealing photographs ever taken of me.
Meanwhile, as soon as I returned to my office, and before I did anything else, I finished reading that interrupted tale of the Kingdom of Talossa -- about which, by the way, an even more entertaining article may be found here. (Hm -- I just read that entire webpage, and I think I am going to apply for citizenship, as the Kingdom of Talossa sounds just like my kind of place! Someday I will surely want to become its prime minister, and I believe I have an excellent shot at making it, after which I am sure to become one of its great prime ministers of all time. Stay tuned, everyone!) :-)
I thought this was an apt title since this book is a stolen library book, which I only realized when I went to shoot with it. I felt terrible! My blog has more on creating the image + detail shots
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When I went out shooting for this picture I was carrying my equipment on my back as usual - camera, tripod, a cloak - and then I fell down a hill. It was quite funny, as I don't think I've fallen and actually rolled down a hill before. I came away with some bruises and scratches, but it was so worth it. I love laughing at myself sometimes. I am eternally clumsy :)