Showing posts with label photo walk. Show all posts
Showing posts with label photo walk. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 4, 2023

Extroverted


Mostly, cats keep their distance from strangers, and for good reason. But every once in a while, you encounter an extrovert, like this friendly fellow.

Friday, March 11, 2022

A Walk In the Woods


About a decade ago, I purchased an Arcteryx brand fanny pack, a decision for which I was roundly ribbed by the members of my immediate family. These days, however, the fanny pack seems to have gained a modicum of respectability as a fashion accessory, so I am feeling vindicated, and, yes, perhaps even a bit smug. Tucked inside my modern day codpiece (sorry, no kilt) was my compact yet mighty Canon M6ii + 22 mm lens combo (along with my phone, wallet, keys and mask). 

Although I shot freely, in the end, I came home with but one composition that I like -- still, enough to make the entire adventure totally worth it.

I hope you have good light this weekend. Strap on that fanny pack and go shoot.

Tasting notes: Canon M6ii and 22 mm f/2 lens. Very nice walking around set up.



Saturday, January 8, 2022

Sometimes I Just Sit


Whenever I walk past this bench, I wonder how many people have actually ever taken the opportunity to sit for a few minutes to take in the view. I've never done so, and I've never seen anyone else seated there either. The fact of the matter is that most of us hop in the car and drive to this park to walk, run, or take the dog for its daily constitutional. We go to get a little exercise, so sitting would be a kind surrender or a public display of a lack of fitness. But this photograph of the scene does remind me of the need for contemplation. These days, most folks probably do most of their contemplating in front of a screen. 

Tasting notes: Olympus XA2, Lomo Berlin 400.

Tuesday, November 9, 2021

Mingling with the possums


I enjoy going out for an evening photo stroll as much as the next person, but I have to admit that the possum I encountered the other night scared the crap out of me. You see, I've cleaned up a few rotting possum corpses over the years, so I know how large and sharp their teeth actually are. Luckily, the possum gave me a wide berth, so things didn't escalate.