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The sunsets keep coming…

This one is from a few nights ago at Cypress Point Park.  The plan was to take photos of planes coming in and landing with the sunset colors behind them.  What a photo op that would have been.  But the winds caused a change of runways at the airport, and even then I came away with 676 photos to go through.  So here are a few of the sunset, just a little late.  Let me just say that I got distracted by two boys tossing a football back and forth.  I was hoping to capture the action of throwing the ball.  Then when I reviewed the photos I was very excited thinking since it looked like a bird had thrown my shots.  They were potentially nice shots, this was the only one that I could have cropped to not show the football.  I left the boy in this shot just to remind myself to keep my mind on what I’m doing.4-14-19cypressparksunsetfeature

But there were lots more sunset shots, ones without footballs…4-14-19cypressparksunset54-14-19cypressparksunset44-14-19cypressparksunset34-14-19cypressparksunset24-14-19cypressparksunset1And I couldn’t help but watch another photographer in action.  I wouldn’t enjoy doing portrait photography.  If I’m taking pictures that turn out to be disappointing then I’d prefer that the only one annoyed at me is ME!4-14-19cypresspartwogirls24-14-19cypresspartwogirls

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Back to the rookery…

This rookery is in my new neighborhood now that I’ve moved.  I was out early to take care of my coffee addiction, and to use the free wifi at McDonalds, and when I was done I thought I might stop by the rookery to see what was happening there.  they were in full nest building mode, accompanied by much clacking of beaks thanks to the wood storks.  I’m going to go on record that when I’m back here in a couple of weeks there may be eggs.  I won’t have missed the main event, at least I don’t think so.  Today there was much coming and going as the wood storks and great white egrets carried in lots of sticks, and the pairs worked to build their nests together.

This is just a natural spot that these birds have chosen for their nesting.  There is a chain link fence around the perimeter of this pond, and an alligator lives there but I’ve only seen him once.  The shrubbery is very overgrown on the inside of the fence and there is only a small area where it’s possible to see what’s going on in there.  The fence is too tall to shoot over top, so I will have to have a step stool in the car with me as part of my photo equipment from now on.  Consequently I tried to aim my lens through the spot where the gate didn’t quite close all the way.  Or try to aim through the spaces in the chain links.  One very cooperative wood stork flew over and landed on the shrub right in front of me, but on the other side of the fence.  Too close for the lens I was using, I had to back up into the middle of the street to get any image at all.  Shooting was a challenge because of the fence, and also because the sun was still low and I was shooting right into it.  But that didn’t stop me…02-23-19greategret102-23-19nesting02-23-19nesting202-23-19woodstork102-23-19woodstorkcloseup02-23-19woodstorkcloseup202-23-19woodstorkcloseup3

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Wayside…

My navigator was using a Massachusetts topographical map to plot a route through the countryside.  Not to hike, thankfully, since it was incredibly cold, but to drive.  It was sunny, and the sky was lovely and blue.  That a photo op might present itself was always a possibility.  My friend worked construction, and from time to time he’d point out an area where he’d worked on a lot of houses, and it seemed that those newer houses in that area had the suburban neighborhood look that I’ve commonly seen, and lived in actually, all over the country.  Those aren’t what appeals to me or what I picture when I think of New England.  I like the random neighborhoods where the houses look very different from each other, random like the stone walls that look as if they weren’t built but that they just appeared along side the road.  He remarked more than once about how built up the countryside has become.  Progress I suppose, people do have to live somewhere.  But I’m happier to drive through the old neighborhoods that look exactly as they did when I grew up here.  And to stop, as we did, for me to take advantage of scenery that I couldn’t resist.  Maybe it’s just this time of life.  I once read that no one thinks harder than a 2-year-old does, because they are constantly confronted with new things that they have to fit into their understanding of their world.  Maybe being retired and having time to think about all the places and experiences of a lifetime is pretty much the same thing.  Just trying to make it all make sense… 02-01-19wayside102-01-19wayside202-01-19wayside3

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I’ve missed you…

Yes, I abandoned the blog of my own free will, but it didn’t cease to exist like I thought it would.  No, daily I receive notices of someone enjoying a post they’ve somehow come across out there in the universe.  And notices of a few new followers here and there, and I feel badly.  Lately I’ve been wanting to write but I’ve been fighting it.  Not knowing how often I might write, and not wanting it to take over my life again.  So for now I guess this is me, on a comeback of sorts, just making my way in life one day at a time.  If such a thing as a Snow Bird existed I’d insert a picture of one here.  But that’s what I will be in the very near future.  Based on the beautiful Nature Coast of FL, but on any given day who knows where I’ll be…

In my endless packing, which seems to get me exactly nowhere btw, I came across the money from my yard sale.  Money I had forgotten about.  And since I’m liable to do just about anything in this moving frenzy I seem to be in, the fact that I had forgotten about that money meant just one thing, it was time to spend it!  So my retail therapy happened yesterday, and I’m now the proud owner of a new Manfrotto tripod with a Gimbal head.  (Trust me, it’s a good thing.)  I was at Pasco Camera, for those nearby, and Jim couldn’t have been nicer.  I was at his mercy really, I knew I needed ‘better’ but that was about all I knew.  When I finally made a decision and it came time to pay him I took the baggie full of $1s out of my purse, my yard sale stash, and started counting them out.  I assured him that I wasn’t a stripper, just in case he was wondering, and he cracked up.  And says there is a new camera club in Brooksville that he just joined and said he’d send me the information.  I’ll pass that info along to my northern (FL) photo chicks when I get it.

So off I went to search for the eagles I’ve photographed before.  Their former nest is gone, but a new one is under construction.  But they weren’t around so I moved on to the Anclote fishing pier, determined to try out the new huge lens/better tripod combination.  Again, things were quiet until you could see churning a large area of the surface of the water.  Then mullet, hundreds of them, all jumped out of the water at once, sending the pelicans into action.  I hope I would have figured it out eventually, but another observer pointed out the young dolphin who was chasing that school of mullet.  I really wanted to get spectacularly better photos with the help of the new tripod, and maybe I will one day, with lots more practice.  I was glad to be out with the camera, but all that endless mess was still waiting for me at home…

 

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Peaceful places…

I’m not sure why but my GPS took me on a route I’d never been on when I left Cape Cod last Wednesday.  I was happy it did because I noticed a pretty little harbor and stopped for photos.  The boats were all at anchor, it struck me as a sleepy little place.  Only later did I notice that I was in the town of Weymouth, MA.  Weymouth, where a policeman was killed recently during a routine traffic stop, along with an innocent woman killed in her home in the same incident.  Sleepy and peaceful for days, and weeks, and years, but not immune to the craziness that we see on the news all the time.  Even in the aftermath it’s hard to imagine that such horrific things can and do happen in such lovely places.

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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…