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I’ve gone to the dogs…

Seriously, Ozzie has taken over my life.  He has always liked going out frequently, and I am required to accompany him outside.  Oh, I can sit in the Adirondack chair with my coffee and he’s happy, it’s not that I have to pay attention to him.  I just need to be there.  Which was okay in the Adirondack chair in FL, but out on the deck on Cape Cod when it’s 7 degrees outside isn’t quite the same.  He likes to sniff the air and make sure that all is well.  It’s his breed, English mastiff, bred not for fighting or attacking anyone, their job was to hold off intruders.  So if you approach the house he’ll look ferocious, and bark, and charge toward you until you stop.  That’s all he wants, just stand there so his human can take over. Or go away.  I have no idea what would happen if you didn’t stop, no one has ever done that before.  But on these cold clear mornings I see the moon and stars through the trees and think it would make a nice picture.  Nicer than this one though.  But my camera was there so I tried it, why not?  It was a crescent moon, and if it wasn’t so cold I’d have gotten out the tripod to make up for the long exposure in the dark.  I’ll try harder next time.  And Ozzie, well, he’s resting up until the next time he feels the need to do a security check…img_6852

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Imitation…

… is the sincerest form of flattery, or so I’ve heard.  As soon as I got to the canal I could see that the sun wasn’t going to cooperate with the photo I had hoped to get.  I’d hoped to recreate a photo I’d seen that had the railroad bridge framed perfectly behind the Bourne Bridge, but with spectacular sunset color in the sky.  Almost as soon as I got out with the camera and started walking to what I thought would be a good spot a walker started chatting with me and showing me some of the pictures he’s taken while walking in that area.  Mark, I think he said his name was, and from Brockton, which we agreed had changed a lot since we both grew up there.

The sun was relentless early on, for pictures I mean.  Then gray, muddy clouds took over the sky as the sunset color would have been developing.  But at least there was the moon, and the almost naked trees.  And if you turned to see the Bourne Bridge from the west side, said Mark, the bridge would turn pink as the color developed, but that didn’t happen, though the glow on the bridge was nice.  There was only one other photographer out there with a tripod, and seemingly going for the same photo I wanted to get.  He suddenly scrambled down and stood on the rocks to shoot, and spoiled my shot, I thought at first.  Now I think he made the shot.  I wonder if he posts on Sandwich News, Sandwich being a place and not, well, food.  That’s where I saw the photo that inspired this stop along the way.  This being out in someplace new and taking photos is addictive.  There is an RV show in Boston this weekend, and a snow storm rolling in…

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P-town…

That would be Provincetown to those non New England natives, at the tip end of Cape Cod.  The trouble with Cape Cod is that it’s not as little as I think it is.  Wait, that’s actually my problem isn’t it? I keep assuming that I can get anywhere I want to go on Cape Cod in five minutes, which is optimistic at best.  Add the tourists in the summer and you really can’t go anywhere in five minutes.  So when I saw that I had an hour and a half to go to get out for the sunset I assumed that I’d get to P-town with plenty of time to spare, but I barely made it.  Partially because I just drove west without an actual plan, I mean how could you miss driving to the tip end of the Cape.  But when there were multiple exits off Rt. 6 I had to choose one that would hopefully bring me to a spot with a view to the west.  I chose Race Point Beach, which I hadn’t ever been to before.  I was glad I did…

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As the sunset wound down I was looking for the center of town, the bars and restaurants that I remember.  But in my floundering around I crested a hill and found myself in an old cemetery with this view ahead of me.  The Pilgrim Monument.  Clearly I will need to do some further investigation, in the daylight next time…

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That crescent moon…

It was Ozzie who got me out back early this morning, but it was the crescent moon hanging relatively low and in the east that got me out to Bayport for the sunrise.  To be honest, I hoped it would be even lower in the sky than it was, but as I got to Bayport and noticed it over the palms in the boat launch area I had to stop for a photo.  And as long as I was there I took a photo of the launch area also.  I hadn’t wondered about where the boats that I see leaving the area early in the morning had come from, but now I know.6-10boatsiteAnd the sunrise looked promising, but as has been the case lately the cloud cover didn’t cooperate much more than this.  Luckily the sky to the west was reflecting as much, or maybe more, color than I was seeing to the east.6-10sunriseHDR6-10reflectedHDR6-10sunriseboat26-10sunriseHDRSo I was happy as I headed home, but I caught a glimpse of the sky to the west as I crossed a little bridge as I was leaving, and I doubled back to capture this…6-10littlebridgeHDRMaybe my powers of observation are getting better.  When Ozzie and I head north to where I will always call ‘home’, I have to wonder how long it will take me to get there if I stop for every photo op I see along the way.  Isn’t that the point of travel after all, to see everything you can see?  I’ve seen it said lately, ‘it’s the journey, not the destination’, but call me greedy but I want it all…

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Moonlight…

The moon wasn’t quite full this morning, but it was pretty.  I thought of the morning that I saw the full moon hanging very low in the sky, and I tried to get out to see it hanging low over the houses at Hammond’s Creek.  Tried and failed.  Twice I’ve missed a moon like that.  So I headed out this morning just in case this moon might be the one I capture, but no.

And it wasn’t raining, but it also wasn’t the prettiest sunrise.  But there will be another one tomorrow there always is.

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It’s my blog-iversary!

Who would have imagined that a random stop at Best Buy would be a life changing event?  It was late December of 2016, I was just at loose ends and wandering, shopping, and there it was, a nice DSLR camera that came with two lenses, and for less money than I ever would have thought.  There was no research on my part, no investigating of different brands or camera models, all of which would have been lost on me, and truth be told, still would.  No, it was a Canon, and I’d had a Canon 35mm camera before and loved it.  And a nice salesman my age, which for some reason made me feel more like I’d be able to figure the thing out.  Within a month the Sandhill cranes that frequented the lake out back laid some eggs, and that gave me a built in reason to sit out back with the camera with the nice new zoom lens and see what I could see.  And as much as my iPhone was and is a great camera, it wasn’t going to be enough once the cranes were on the scene.

The rest is history.  Local classes that had me attempting to learn to use the camera settings, and then came the infamous class on’ how to start a blog’, which I had never once given a thought to ahead of time.  I had become totally obsessed with the little crane family, watching the ‘colts’ grow, and the class on how to start a blog got a framework set up in the computer.  And wanting to tell their story got me writing.  I did wonder what I’d talk about after they had left the nest, which was almost enough to stop me from ever starting in the first place.  But I figured I’d worry about that later, besides, I thought, it’s not like anyone was going to read it anyhow.

All this is in anticipation of the one year anniversary of the first post.  I am well aware that I haven’t thanked the very nice people who have chosen to follow this blog, and who have encouraged me along the way.  I usually can’t remember what I posted a day or two ago because I’m onto the next photo op and wondering how I will turn it into a post.  And I’ve met such nice people online, and also in person through photography.  Yes, it’s been life changing.  Possibly life saving…

So, better late than never let me thank you now.  All of you.  It’s nice to have someone to talk to…5-27sunsetreflect5-27sunset15-27lastsunset