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Great Blue Heron on a sunken ice hockey net in the pond at Exton Park
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She shoots, she scores! Alice celebrates the scoring of a goal on set of our upcoming independent film, ‘2 Below 0’ .
I've been working hard for nearly ten years to heal up from too many surgeries & setbacks. Walking daily for nearly 2 years without a cane now & can make 7 miles on flat or smooth ground. A life goal is to spend a week or 12 back up on the peak, but even if I never do I have great memories & will keep striving . . .
"I lift my eyes up, to the mountains
Where does my help come from?
My help comes from You
Maker of heaven, Creator of the earth
Oh how I need you Lord
You are my only hope
You're my only prayer
So I will wait for you
to come and rescue me
Come and give me life . . . (Psalms 121)"
As I've said before, one of my goals in photographing birds was to get this particular resident species, the Oak Titmouse. (Second on the list was the White-crowned Sparrow in breeding plumage.) My first two cameras didn't have the range for avian photography of any kind ... well, with the first exception when an Oak Titmouse popped up on a newly planted five foot orange tree right in front of me.
Still, I persisted, and I think I have 15 pretty good images of this titmouse. One in particular was my prize and was the first image I hung on my wall. (flic.kr/p/ufUbT1) That's not the reason that I never posted this image. The reason for that was that I wasn't on SmugMug or later Flickr, and so I just printed this, put it in an album, and there it stayed until this morning.
I was in the archives again, and I must say I really like this shot. The way the tail just clears and follows the curve of the piece of rotten oak which was also used as a granary for Acorn Woodpeckers (which is why I was there taking pictures that day in March). More than that, there appeared to me that there was movement in this pose. He actually had just landed, and was already about to take off again. 1/640th was my go to prep speed, and it worked very well here. The light was good, too. And that's why I'm starting off the week for you (I can look at it any time) with one 3 gram Oak titmouse on a Live Oak (that's the name, not the description).
I've described this bird many times. Let's just let it go with this: The Oak titmouse (Baeolophus inornatus) is a passerine bird in the tit family Paridae. The American Ornithologists' Union split the plain titmouse into the oak titmouse and the juniper titmouse in 1996, due to distinct differences in song, preferred habitat, and genetic makeup. It sleeps in deep cavities, and what better place than a woodpecker hole in an oak or yucca. We are surrounded by thousands of acres of three of the twenty species of oak in California: valley oak, interior live oak, or blue oak. The Valley Oak is the largest oak in the state, and we have 30+ heritage oaks within a quarter mile of my front door. (Heritage oaks are huge, some with canopies 100 feet or more across, 70 feet tall, and with trunks about 25 feet in diameter. How can you tell if one is a "heritage oak?" Easy: every heritage oak is numbered with a metal tag about 8 feet off the ground ... and that's all I'll say. They are also between 200 and 350 years old. And every one has an Oak titmouse in it! I just made that up, but it's where I'd start to photograph these little flitters.)
Field goal try by the San Diego Chargers from mid-field at the Steelers v Chargers game on Monday night, Oct., 12th, 2015...(to read more, please visit my blog)
[...] If we strive for goals, relishing in the pleasure of circumstance, nothing is enjoyable, and life becomes purposeless [...]
-- Quote by Andrew the Apostle
Nikon D200, Samyang 8mm, f/3.5 fisheye, 8mm - f/13 - 0,77s
Madrid, Spain (June, 2019)
For FGR which today is Tiny Words and Twinkle Lights Aren't Just for the Holidays.
I wanted to take a shot to mark finally reaching my goal of shifting the last of the baby weight - over two years after my littl'un was born. I'd like to lose a few more pounds but I am now officially at pre-pregnancy weight!
I'm not sure what my toddler thought mummy was doing - there was definitely some processing going on when daddy brought her in to see mummy in her underwear draped in fairy lights... I just hope she sleeps tonight (and this doesn't become her earliest memory)!
Oh and this is SOOC other than the crop and a slight cross process (couldn't resist).
Headed off Sunday morning under a backdrop of ominously dark clouds. My goal was an abandoned Victorian house in a nearby town that was slated for demolition. As I rolled up on the location I was disappointed to find only dirt and some stones where the house once stood. Hate missed opportunities like this, particularly with period architecture. There's such a finality to the demolition of historic houses. Once gone, they are never rebuilt. New construction may take their place, but it's never the same.
Dismayed, I drove on a short distance and was shocked to find this old Italianate style house. I had stopped to photograph it in 2014, and was very surprised to find it still standing. On my first visit, the place was vacant but hadn't been empty for all that long. It was still intact anyway, sealed from the weather and still connected to the power grid. But that was then. Now the place is wide open as the doors and most of the windows have been removed. This is not the the result of vandalism. Rather the house has been systematically stripped of its parts; a veritable harvest of architectural salvage. I didn't enter, but from what I could tell, the interior woodwork had also been removed. I also noticed the decorative brackets beneath the eaves had been removed, pulled out like bad teeth. I initially decided not to even bother photographing the place, but the memory of what it once looked like, coupled with the killer clouds, compelled me to pull over and get the photo. So much atmosphere here, and such a bleak location for a house, just a few yards from a noisy highway. Must have been a difficult place in which to live. I always wonder about things like that at places that make me feel uncomfortable even after just a few minutes. How on earth did people adapt to living their lives here?
As I drove off I thought about how the universe had provided me with a backup plan even when my primary mission failed. Always seems to pay off when I head out with the camera. I can never predict the outcome, but something good always seems to happen.
Here's a link that shows the condition of the house in 2014:
Marola, La Spezia, Italia
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Visited Tilburg and Oisterwijk on August 12. I hadn't been here for quite some time and a lot has changed here - from the point of a rail photographer not for the better. Weather was nice and warm, but luckily there was some wind.
Saw lots of freight trains and ICNGs in the The Hague - Eindhoven service - one of the main goals of my trip.
I asked to the driver of my guesthouse to drive me in the surrounding countryside early in the morning. It was not harvest season but some ricefields are not the same kind and could be harvested earlier like this one. In such situation it's nice to have a guide who could ask people if they don't mide I take picture dureing maybe 20 minutes. My Khmer language skills were very limited so eventhough I could ask myself, a guide is very helpfull to explain people what is my goal and the way I am allowed to act. Usually I prefer to be alone but sometimes I like to change my way.
A Vanarama National League football inthe back of the net at Victoria Park, Hartlepool on Saturday 2nd December 2017. (Credit: Mark Fletcher |Shutter Press)
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For more pictures of Vietnam please check my Vietnam trip 2014 diary.
We traveled over 3 hours from Hanoi to Halong Bay by bus. While we take a break I found this funny scene.
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