Layers Part II

The old Sycamore on our place is very old and losing limbs to storms at an alarming rate. This limb came from that tree and the layers in the limb I found to be quite beautiful. I was taken back that I found broken things beautiful but really we are at times broken if one is honest. I guess it not that surprising since I look at my mom and her failing health but yet I see the her beauty deep within. It reminded me that true beauty, which we all have, truly is from within.

Bridge To A Better Place

This shot is somewhat of a departure for me. Not in the sense of what I shoot but in what I post. Yet now I feel compelled to share it. The why is fleeting yet not so much as it may first seem. The reason(s) are personal but not unique to me nor are they unexpected. As I looked at this picture tonight I saw it in a different light, though not more seriously, than the day I took it. My Mom is fighting the final outcome and in this reality I look for hope. Not hope for a selfish yet human desire for her to be healed, cured or pardoned but for a better tomorrow for her. My hope is she and all cross the bridge to a better place.

A B&W Plus Some Rusty Things

I took the following with my PowerShot G3. All the photos are things on our old barn. Hope you enjoy them!

Nailed this shot down with my G3 by playing with the exposure plus the white balance setting.
I love the textural feel of this shot. Old barn wood and a rusty nail are a great combo don’t you think.
A rusty hinge and dry wisps of not-so-long-ago-alive grass.

As The Day Fades

The sun was rapidly sliding down the day into the approaching dusk as I was mowing the yard. The next few days will be rainy so I just had to stop  to get a few shots in. Here are three from around our place this evening. Enjoy!

These Thistles, along our fence line, are patiently waiting to deploy the last of its thistledown. They will not have to wait long as Autumn is steadily pushing its way into the area.
The Fleabane are all but gone from our place. The only thing that remains are the stalks and the thrones upon which they had once set.
A solitary Grasshopper was a surprise third element of this photo. I was trying to get the contrast between the rust of the fence post and the dead heads of the summers past Golden Rod. As I was focusing a little head pops over the top of the post. I just had to come around and take this shot.

I took all the above photos with my Minolta DiMage S414.

 

 

 

 

A November Morning

The Bride and I went for a walkabout this fine morning. The Boy was with us and he was delighted by the smells of deer and other furry things on our place. The temperature was somewhat nippy yet wonderfully crisp. Here are a few shots I took with my new-old Minolta DiMage S414 from that walk. Enjoy!