A mixture of the farm in Ohio and the beach in St. George Island Florida
Sunrise dogwalk at St. George Island Florida. I don’t know these people but I liked their silhouettes and reflections in the tidal pool.
Kim, Anna, Laura and James laughing with Penny.
Michael and Henry in summer rain. It almost looks as if Michael is riding Henry.
Learning the art of s’more making
Jumping by the corn. Maddie, Laura and Anna.
Mark and Jack and Michael walking into the corn for the experience of it.
Summer by the ocean.
I observed other families and their photographers. Hurry cause the light is going fast
See how the light changed in just a few moments
The light changes so quickly
I could see this large group from afar. The photographer seemed far away, too. Used a monopod.
I did find an article on 10 Beach Photography Tips (from Australia) I did try to take care to not get the fine sand and saltwater on my camera but could see where it could happen anyway.
Here is an anonymous group at the beach at night.
Because I didn’t get permission to blog the families I photographed at the beach recently, I am posting Berkeley, enthusiastic for the waves.
Something called the Century Plant is going to qualify as a relic today.
My friend Kristin had been sending me photos of the Agave Americana (known as the Century Plant) as it was growing in her family’s front yard on
St. George Island. When I went down for vacation I got to see it first hand. I couldn’t believe how tall it had grown.
It is definitely at least twenty + feet tall!
It was preparing to be in full bloom- and then it will die. I saw some other Century Plants on the island in different stages of their life cycle.
Kristin sent me these photos on the phone and said, “Wait until you come and see it in person.” She wasn’t kidding. I took some photos of it too.
How it starts. The mother plant sends out “pups”
I used a flash at sunset and it makes the buds look interesting.
A shot at night
Someone else’s Century Plant fell over.
Pilot John Gillespie Magee, Jr. wrote this sonnet three months before he was killed at age 19, when his Spitfire collided with another plane on 11 December 1941.
Today when I was flying home from Panama City Florida to Pittsburgh Pennsylvania (via Baltimore), I remembered we had to memorize and recite this poem in Mrs. Stewart’s Sixth Grade at Morris Plains Borough School 1963.
True, I wasn’t the pilot but man’s ability to fly is astounding to me.
Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I’ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds — and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of — wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hovering there,
I’ve chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air.
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I’ve topped the windswept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, or even eagle flew.
And, while with silent, lifting mind I’ve trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.
First image shot with iPhone The rest shot with a Canon 50D
It was a great day to fly.
Above the fruited plain……..
This week I’m staying with friends at St. George Island Florida. It’s very beautiful here.
I’m shooting family photos, watching the sunrise, enjoying the ocean. Having a nice vacation.
Some family members and I’ve had good photography conversations and thanks to my friend’s BIL, Rob, I’ve learned about Floridian landscape photographers (Clyde Butcher) whom I’d not known before.
I’ve been told of a good location to shoot the sunrise and shown the sea turtle nests marked by PVC pipe on the pristine beaches.
Rob lost some Hawaiian sunset photos on a hard drive, and I can relate to that experience, how it feels to lose precious files. He even had the green flash in one of his Hawaiian photographs and it can’t be retrieved. Lost!
Tonight after a delicious spinach manicotti supper, Rob asked if it would be all right and could he try my Canon camera (he uses a Nikon) to shoot the sunset on the Bay Side. He knew a good spot to go. The time was just right.
I agreed. He wasn’t familiar with the camera’s settings but he does know the island . I’d shot the sunrise this morning and was going to pass on the sunset I’ve been reading tips on how to shoot at the beach with the water and sand, the sun. Tonight I was yawning and just tired out!
Here are the results of his experimenting with my Canon 50D with the 18-200 lens. I told him, next trip we’ll try some filters and see how the sun looks.
Niece Erin, (maker of the manicotti) was the one who said Rob could be guest blogger. I was able to catch him as they were pulling out of the drive.
Later my friend and I took the card and reader down to the other end of the island for him to select the one he liked best. Hard to choose. So I’ve decided to show the series os sunset photographs Rob took this Monday evening July 7, 2014. Thanks for being guest blogger, Rob.
Which shot do you like the best?
That is cloud, not vegetation on the sun.
And this last one is one I liked a lot.
There was a huge snowstorm and the whole city was covered with snow… for at least a month. I was supposed to fly to Florida for friend Kristin’s big birthday and take photographs of the event. Greater Pittsburgh Airport was shut down, no flights in or out. I never made it to Florida for the weekend. :-(. (Happy Birthday again, Kristin!)
For those of you who’ve been following the blog since 2010, it’s a repeat.
You know how I like to take a color photograph that looks like a black and white. This is unretouched.
The big snow was the impetus for my beginning a photo of the day, and I’ve just kept at it since then.
p.s. concerning yesterday’s post of French Pastries here are the details on the “dark chocolate something“- heard from Lisanne at La Gourmandine Bakery and she said”The chocolate cake is called “Royal” and made of dark chocolate mousse with a layer of crispy praline and sponge cake”
My friend Kristin sent this beautiful Orchid Cactus (epiphyllum) blossom from Florida- on the phone!
I invited her to guest blog it. I had never seen an orchid cactus before.
The cactus blooms once a summer and the flower lasts about 24 hours.
Glenn Rice’s page states “Opens and closes in a single night” opens and closes on a single night
That’s it. A beautiful short life.
Kristin got the cactus at a local/ native nursery.
Thanks Kristin for sending the beautiful blossom. I forgot to ask if it has a scent.
(Blog follower and Floridian friend Kristin, my guest blogger the other day with with gators on Christmas, is going to enjoy this photograph)
Michael is the only grandchild born in Florida and he’s proud of it.
I was fortunate he was an August baby and I hadn’t started back to school yet so I was on the scene to take care of big sister Anna when Mom and Dad went to the hospital.
The family has a Pittsburgher, two Buckeyes and a Floridian.
This Christmas Santa helped Michael get the proper gear to represent The University Florida Gators.
No one else in Columbus Ohio is sporting these colors around town. They’re all in scarlet and gray, right Rob?
What is your team?
Florida. A couple of years ago. I was shooting a friend’s daughter’s wedding. We stopped at the market to shop for supper. Not for live crickets. I just happened to see them there at the market.
Remove bottom lid to fill?
This display was something I’d not seen before. Seemed an interesting offering in a food market. I have driven by signs for Live Bait over the years but never really thought about it as I’ve never gone fishing. I didn’t pick a canister up to see if it was filled or empty. There are no holes for air? Maybe these are empty, waiting for you to fill them? Maybe some of my friends and followers who fish or keep spiders will know.
I looked up Live Crickets and discovered there is a whole industry. Also read a lot about crickets being kept as pets. People need them to feed their pet spiders and reptiles. Never really thought about that either.
Maybe best not thought about. The food chain. These are for fishing?
Just a bit different photo to start off the week. Once in second grade, a long time ago, we studied a unit on Grasshoppers and then the teacher opened a tuna size can of them and we all tried to eat a piece of grasshopper. No kidding. What I remember is that it was like the hull of a popcorn kernel and it was oily. I can’t remember any taste to describe. It did not taste like chicken.