bodacious adj. (Southern) Outright; unmistakable
banter v.t. To address with light, playful, good-natured remarks
Welcome to my blog! I pray the images and ideas will be pleasing to God, and a blessing to you.
"It was a dark and stormy night..." No, in truth it was a nice night. One of those near the equinox that serve as a buffer between nights requiring heat and those that beg for air conditioning. There was low-lying fog with scattered clouds when i awoke and ventured forth.
My aim was to grab an image of the space station as it traversed the sky over Thomaston. My first attempt a few nights before was...not good.
This attempt went better, and God gave me some wonderful atmospheric entertainment all the way past sunrise.
The sun made an appearance, but much of the morning was spent peeking out from behind cover.
Here is the place where--had i anything profound or otherwise useful to say about becoming a 60 year old, i would say it. But instead, we'll try this:
There are little things, like fog
There are big things, such as family and friends
And then there is The Big Thing: Life in and through The Lord Jesus.
It is often said--including by me, but i know no more honest thing to say, "I am blessed...it is all His grace!"
Psalm 139 (in thankful joy : )
Used to be, having foggy fotos meant one’s darkroom…wasn’t.
But now that spare time and money…isn’t, i avoid the dark side of photography: (developing and printing).
And so, when God gives fog for free, the proper “thank You!” is to put the leash on the camera and venture forth for a walk.
Today, “cyber-Monday,” i have refrained from buying anything online. Instead of spending money i can’t spare to buy stuff i don’t need, i’m taking that most precious of commodities, [time], to rake my cyber-space so as to provide you with a collection of leaves for November…(now that it no longer is : )
I believe it more than coincidence the changing of color in leaves works as a good (if imperfect) metaphor. The green is the leaves’ “natural” state. When the sap--it’s life blood, diminishes, and the leaf in essence “dies” to being itself, then some of the more brilliant colors its Maker provided become more visible. The leaf, at least in many cases, becomes more lovely…
Saturday i was on my way to shoot balloons at The Rock Ranch, and en route, saw a magnificent vista to the right. The dawn’s early light was greeting a low, but dense layer of fog over a clearing. As my custom, i was running late, so alas...had no time to stop and snap.
I made it to my beloved place of business in time to savor a sunrise, but by then, the mist was mostly a mere memory. Alas (again).
And then…the big, beautiful balloons began! (Please pardon if this is politically incorrect, but they were full of hot air : )
As fun as a mass of hot gas can be, i also pondered the fine fog from the first of the day, and thought to my self, “Self, you ought to go back tomorrow morning and see what you can see.”
Tomorrow arrived the very next day (predictably enough), and unpredictably, no morning mist as had so enamored me the previous dawn. Alas (yet again).
Instead, there was a monumental sky with a crescent moon, and clouds extending forever. The 24-105mm was on the camera, and so i cranked it as wide as it would go, and that was of course not wide enough to take in the view. [see image above] Knowing i didn’t have time to fool with changing lenses, i changed to the 16-35mm in hopes i was wrong (which is usually a safe bet : ) [see image below]
Naturally, the 16mm was not wide enough to take in all the fun, so i took time to change to the 14mm in hopes the sky would continue to behave politely in providing pretty, pleasing pictures. [see below]
Not even the 14mm could grasp the entire scene. So the only reasonable conclusion is this is a clear indication i need to find $3,000 to get my name in the pot for the 11-24mm lens Canon is rumored to be bringing out soon : )
While congratulating myself on having such impressive skill with reason and logic, i glanced in the opposite direction and sensed the direction to snap a few fotos in that direction. (On rare occasion, i’ve been known to take direction : )
Those thing-a-ma-hickies along the glide path seem to make pretty good models: they work cheap, stay where they’re told and don’t complain when it’s cold.
And so now for the epilogue…
(You think i’d leave this episode hanging along a glide path with no mist? : )
The following morning, (monday staff meeting not-withstanding : ) i returned to the scene to find my Weatherman playing ‘misty’ for me as He had two days prior. My head was in the clouds! (Or more truthfully, was maybe a foot or two above ; )
…or to put it more truthfully, i once again have waited to the last moment to do a blog post for the month. With that in mind (and nothing useful to say), i offer these images shot around my house:
(Snacking increases as the weather cools off : )
I am not the only one that enjoys bird watching
Before heading south, this little hummer wanted another drink...(i just don't think its tongue is going to reach that far : )
And no set of autumn images from my house would be complete without squirrely stuff--such as getting in shape for winter with chin-ups
...or making a last-minute dash for another snack while commercials are on
...or trying to see just how much one can retrieve before the commercials are over
Regardless how squirrely things are around here in the fall, there's no place like home : )