Sea Blue Lens


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Above It All

Early morning sun on Scarborough Marsh

A month ago, I flew from Maine to California to spend a couple of weeks visiting with family. I don’t fly often, but when I do, I always get a window seat if possible. I just can’t get over the views, not to mention the fact that I’m looking at them while flying. Through the air. In an enormous, very heavy machine. You can talk to me all day about aerodynamics, but to me it’s still magic.

Speaking of unexplained things . . . does anyone know what this is? Seriously. I have no idea and I’m really curious.

Is it an alien community?

A closer look.

And closer still. The dark splotches are cloud shadows.

This country is so vast and so varied as it rolls past beneath the plane. My great-grandparents traveled west by covered wagon on the Oregon Trail. It took them months to get there. How amazing is it that now we can fly coast to coast in just a few hours?

Here’s my favorite aerial image of the trip:

Crop Circles!

I didn’t actually spend the entire flight gazing out the window. I also love flying because it’s a wonderful opportunity to read undisturbed for hours, and I took full advantage of it. After all, it’s not like there’s anything else I should be doing.

And when I arrived at LAX, I was greeted by these cheerful smiles at the parking garage.

Happy to see me?

I don’t know what they are, but they made me laugh. Drains or lights or whatever they may be, whoever designed them was clearly having some fun.  And so was I!

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Night Work

I didn’t think I did much night photography, but if you define “night” as any time between sunset and sunrise, it turns out I’m quite fond of it!

Evening Harbor

Nightfall at the Farm

Rubble and Reflections

Night Work

Midnight Magic

I’m linking in to Kat Sloma’s Exploring with a Camera: Night Photography.


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Reflecting

I woke up to rain this morning, and a cool breeze billowing the curtains at my open windows. It’s a perfect day to tackle the final assignment in the introductory Find Your Eye course I’ve been taking:  to look through my  inspiration file and see what I can determine about my photographic style.

So, what can I learn from my own favorite photos?

What I see in my pictures is a reflection of my love of nature. There is, I think, a sense of solitude about them which is a reflection of my own nature. There is sky, water, trees, wildflowers, insects, birds, other small creatures.

There are images of the changing seasons.

I like details, texture, and color, from high contrast to subtle shadings.

There is man’s hand on the landscape, too, in buildings, fences, artifacts of various sorts. I’ve always been fascinated with shards and relics of the past. Again, it is often the details that capture my attention, the play of textures, or the way light and shadow define an angle.

What there is not…at least not much…is people. The people who appear in my photos seem usually to be a prop, a detail in a story, rather than the actual subject of the photo. Often they are strangers, in the distance, or out of focus. I am observing them, not interacting with them.

Nearly all of my photos are taken with natural light, and I do very little cropping or post-processing, except perhaps to straighten a horizon. One thing I have noticed through this class is that when I take a series of pictures of a subject, it is often the first image that makes the final cut. I’m not sure what that says about me or my photographic style!

I’ve really enjoyed this class, and am looking forward to continuing on to the next one.


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On Our Walk

My daughter and I are in the middle of a week-long vacation. Last night it rained. This morning the wet earth and trees smelled like I imagine Heaven will. The mountains were wrapped in tendrils of fog and clouds.

By late morning, the overcast grey skies had transformed into deep blue scattered with shining white drifts of cloud. We set out for a walk.

We passed through this gate…

and came upon a pond.

As we walked around it, these are some of the things we found:

Some interesting trees to identify later

A beaver lodge (missing from the picture: the great blue heron that flew away as we approached)

Black-Eyed Susans everywhere

The tiniest frog EVER

A beautiful feather, downy and soft

My favorite view of the pond

The circle complete, we went back to our temporary home away from home for lunch and a well-earned nap.