-Brie Anne Demkiw
Long time friend from Niceville,Florida, sent these beautiful photographs. Also, blog readers he is looking to purchase a new camera with a longer lens and some stabilization but great for travel- not too bulky or heavy. My cameras are all pretty weighty. Suggestions?
You may remember Shuey or Niceville I love that town name) as the photographer of one of my most popular posts with the most hits- the Barred Owl.
“This Blue Heron is seen frequently around our neighborhood in the ponds and yards.
Now that it’s gotten warmer, the fish in the ponds are staying out in deeper water (cooler) than is suitable for even this birds long legs, so he patrols the grassy and wooded areas looking for frogs, small mammals, large insects and even other birds.
Each evening, however, he’s usually seen back in the ponds standing a couple of yards from shore where the local coyote and fox won’t come after him.”
Thanks for the blue heron photos.
And as far as lightweight, long lens camera I am at a loss.
My full format DSLR cameras are all super heavy with the glass attached. Maybe a blog follower will have a camera suggestion for travel but not to bulky or heavy?
I’ve shot a lot of rainbows.
The weekly photo challenge is Early Bird The golden hour BEFORE sunrise. This is just at the moment of sunrise on St. George Island State Park, Florida where I was visiting dear friends last summer. The last morning we were there we drove and then walked to the end of the Island. It was a beautiful sunrise.
Another early bird- in a tidal pool, not at the State Park but by the house where we were staying.
There’s been a lot of snow, ice and gray photos on the blog lately until today.
My dear friend has escaped the frigid north to sunny Florida for a vacation and
today she sent me some bright orange photos of an Orange Juice Processing Tour she’d been on just yesterday. WOW.
The weekly photo challenge is ORANGE. Perfect timing.
I invited her to be guest blogger for orange and then she sent me the Bird of Paradise flower.
She’s anonymous for now as no one needs to know she’s away and full photo credit can be posted upon her return home.
Thanks for the orange photos.
“The oranges are handpicked” “The oranges are very thin skinned because they are so juicy.” “Very Heavy”
“The marks on the oranges are from the ocean breeze making limbs brush across the fruit as it grows”
“Cutting a Honey Belle Orange” She says it is the “best tasting” A small family farm Al’s Family Farms®
My Floridian friend Kristin is braving the elements and skiing in Colorado.
This is the view upon awakening. She emailed it to me this morning.
I thought it fit in nicely with the theme of the week- serenity.
Thanks Kristin. Was the world muffled?
(Almost looks like a black and white photo)
Ben Huberman’s challenge of the week. He says, “Photos are visual spaces where shapes and lines, objects, and people come together.”
And what classic photo from my Pittsburgh archives could I choose, except where the Allegheny River and the Monongahela River converge to create the great Ohio River? Three Rivers!
Anna and Lala converge at james’ parents’ farm
Ocean and sand converge at sunrise. St. George Island, Florida
Double Yellow Lines converge at Little Italy Days in Bloomfield.
Railroad tracks appear to converge even though we know they are parallel. Ohio.
Perhaps this one is for MERGE where the traffic attempts to converge
Geometric lines of light, Market Square. CONGREGATION kinetic interactive video art installation
The Beatles song Come Together comes to mind
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……..