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These heels make me feel so sexy...! What is it about heels that makes us so crazy? Do GGs get the same kick - the same sense of power, yet vaunrability?
xx Nina
You give the appearance of listening
To my thoughts, O trees,
Bent over the road I am walking
On a late summer evening.
“Trees, Evening Light” — A role of pine trees at the edge of a subalpine meadow catches the last evening light.
Yosemite’s Tuolumne Meadows, in the park’s high country, is situationed in such a way that it gets special and quite changeable evening light. The meadow runs roughly east-west, so the sun sets at one end and sends its light along the meadow’s length. As the sunset develops, long shadows play across the landscape, and bits of warm light appear here and there.
I suspect that most people looking at this photograph may get a sense of calm and stillness. That’s not inaccurate, but photographing this ephemeral light is quite different from photographing more static subjects. In fact, I was working madly to grab this frame before that last bit of warm light on the trees was consumed by the encroaching shadows.
Life bird. Female. Hartwick Pines State Park. Near Grayling Michigan.
5/16/2015.
A story of the chase (sorry it is long-winded, but it is as much for my future remembrance as anything else):
After achieving my primary goal for Michigan in getting my lifer K1rtland's warbler, and also getting Nashv1lle warbler on territory, I turned my attention the afternoon of the 16th to attempting to get my lifer Evening Grosbeak. My first stop in this quest was a stop not far from the area I was which was a private residence with recent regular reports of Evening Grosbeaks coming to their feeders in good numbers. The wonderful host(s) informed me that they last had these birds some 5 days prior, and they suspected the birds had left to go breed further north. Bummer. I next considered my plan B. However before making a good hour's drive north to Hartwick Pines State Park I called them. I was told they had the birds at the feeders, but having learned to question a little more closely I asked if the party had personal knowledge of this for this day. The party said they would transfer me to the visitor center where the feeders were. Now I was thinking I may be saving myself two hours of driving for naught. No one answered there but I left a message of inquiry, and decided to start an hour East to Tawas Point State Park where they were having a great day with migrants, rather than go north to uncertainty. Not 5 minutes later I got that somewhat unexpected call back with confirmation that the birds had been gorging themselves at the feeders all day. Direction changed and North I go. When I get there around 230 PM there are 5 or 6 Rose-breasted Grosbeaks coming to the feeders but no signs of Evening Grosbeaks. Then the very nice lady who runs the visitor center on weekends, and who called me back on the phone, refilled the feeders. Almost immediately, as if the dinner bell had rang, a sole female Evening Grosbeak came in to feed. Quickly she was off, and I waited and waited and waited. Then there comes a time when you have to make a deal with yourself. Mine went like this. If no Evening Grosbeaks (I really wanted to see a male too) come to the feeders by 5 PM I am calling it a day. It was about 15 minutes to 5PM, and I heard an unfamiliar call in the tall trees approaching the feeders. I spotted a female then a male Evening Grosbeak. They both came not to the feeders but to the water feature below to drink. In less than a minute they were off. An image of the male is below in comments.
It was a memorable day. Next an hour's drive back South to my hotel in West Branch, an early dinner, and an early to bed, to get up early on the 17th to go to Tawas Point State Park, and hope the 17th there would rival the reports of the 16th.
Taken from inside my car while traffic passed. All the colours are as recorded by the camera. I was surprised how closely the blues were to the shot below which I modified a few days earlier. Strange coincidence.
A student pilot with Training Wing 1 lands his T-45C Goshawk at NAF El Centro after an early evening training flight.
That's pretty much a SOOC - just a few adjustments of contrast and a little clarity added. This is my soul representation - purple yet sunny ;)
[dishes, must do dishes now. stop working on lavender photos, the brain is purple already!] :)