Wow! Look how much time has passed since I've written here. It is amazing to me that a couple...okay, a few years can pass and this blog is still sitting here waiting patiently for a little attention. Well, let's see if I can keep this blogging thing up a little longer this time.
For this first post to restart the blog I think I'll talk about my old camera. I have a Nikon D100 that I bought new in, I want to say, 2002. It had been a loyal companion for many years but was put on the shelf when my last lens malfunctioned and a newer Canon was available for my use. The transition was not too bad since both devices perform the same basic functions with differing control layout. It probably helped that what I ask from a camera is less than a more dedicated photographer would, thus minimizing the learning curve.
Cathy, my lovely wife, is taking classes in photography at a local college and as an assignment brought home an infrared digital camera, a Nikon D80 comes to mind but I could be miss remembering. Anyway, I played with that camera producing these photos,
and found that I loved the images produced in this format!
My Nikon has been sitting around cooling it's heels for at least a year but now it will find a new life. I'm sending it off to have its sensor swapped, get a new appropriate lens and turn it into a infrared camera.
Stay tuned!
Wednesday, February 19, 2014
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Gardening!
I've been threatening to put in a garden for years. Well, looking at the mess we've made of our country and being pessimistic about our ability to pull ourselves out of this tail spin, I've finally started working on a garden so that we can at least feed ourselves. Above is a photo of the location taken two days ago. I've put it on the hill to the north of the existing house. There's a lot of sunshine there and water nearby. The next step is to fence the area off so that as my crops grow they aren't eaten by the local animals.
Today, I took a rake up to the garden and removed all the grass that the rototiller chewed up. Tomorrow I'll drag enough hoses to bring water down to the patch and set up a sprinkler. After the ground gets a chance to rehydrate it'll be time to till in compost from the barn.
Of course, I had to rest after all that raking and what better way than to do a little sketching.
Today, I took a rake up to the garden and removed all the grass that the rototiller chewed up. Tomorrow I'll drag enough hoses to bring water down to the patch and set up a sprinkler. After the ground gets a chance to rehydrate it'll be time to till in compost from the barn.
Of course, I had to rest after all that raking and what better way than to do a little sketching.
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Spring is here!
Yesterday the weather guessers reported a fifty percent chance of rain. Really? 50/50? To me this defines the word 'guess'. Now I understand why, when I showed up at the University with my Junior College transcripts and they asked what my lab science was, I said Meteorology and they laughed at me. They said "We mean something based in real research not crystal balls!"
Anyway, it didn't rain. Which was fortunate for me because I needed a top down drive in the little white mini cooper as much as I needed to visit Mary and Steve at Wise Acre Farms for a dozen eggs and Cathy needed to visit The Red Barn Feed & Supply for dog and rabbit food. She also picked up bale of shavings for rabbit bedding. It is amazing what will fit in a mini when the top comes off!
The photo above was taken from concrete slab that crosses the creek on the east side of our property. The car is sitting in about an inch of water flowing across the road. What caught my attention was the bright magenta bush growing all alone in the background just to the right of center in the photo. For years I looked at that cliff as the solid side of the hill beyond. Then I flew over it with Christopher and discovered that it is the thinnest knife edge of a hill almost gone.
Along the way I wanted to get some photos of the purple lupine and the orange poppies together that grow so profusely along Sand Creek Road in the spring. Fortunately I had my old Nikon because a good friend recently told me never to leave home without it.This year will be a banner year for wild flowers if the increase in early spring flowers is an indication.
The this spring does seem to be missing the lovely orioles looking for nesting spots in our trees. I am hoping that it's just early for them.
Anyway, it didn't rain. Which was fortunate for me because I needed a top down drive in the little white mini cooper as much as I needed to visit Mary and Steve at Wise Acre Farms for a dozen eggs and Cathy needed to visit The Red Barn Feed & Supply for dog and rabbit food. She also picked up bale of shavings for rabbit bedding. It is amazing what will fit in a mini when the top comes off!
The photo above was taken from concrete slab that crosses the creek on the east side of our property. The car is sitting in about an inch of water flowing across the road. What caught my attention was the bright magenta bush growing all alone in the background just to the right of center in the photo. For years I looked at that cliff as the solid side of the hill beyond. Then I flew over it with Christopher and discovered that it is the thinnest knife edge of a hill almost gone.
Along the way I wanted to get some photos of the purple lupine and the orange poppies together that grow so profusely along Sand Creek Road in the spring. Fortunately I had my old Nikon because a good friend recently told me never to leave home without it.This year will be a banner year for wild flowers if the increase in early spring flowers is an indication.
The this spring does seem to be missing the lovely orioles looking for nesting spots in our trees. I am hoping that it's just early for them.
Friday, April 1, 2011
This morning's suprise
This morning Cathy went into the dog yard with her whippets so they could get some exercise. As she stood out in the warm morning sun enjoying the cool morning breeze she became aware of an intense buzzing back the way she had come. Looking back at the gate she had just passed through she saw this swarm of bees on a low limb of the tree.
At first we thought that it was a hive as we both went out at different times to photograph it, but after awhile the swarm became airborne, moving to the west side of the house and into the olive tree. Fortunately, when the swarm moved all the dogs and we were in the house.
Just over a year ago, a beekeeper from Michigan had hives of bees near here for the winter. The bees all abandoned the hives, the empty hives were taken away and a very upset beekeeper went back to his home state. Apparently, if one intends to keep bees then they have to be tended to. No sign of masses of dead bees were found so it was theorized that they had just moved off on their own. I think that this is one of those swarms of bees who are looking for a new summer home. If they move farther from the house we will be so happy to have them as neighbors but if they want to live in the olive tree then we'll have to have them moved.
At first we thought that it was a hive as we both went out at different times to photograph it, but after awhile the swarm became airborne, moving to the west side of the house and into the olive tree. Fortunately, when the swarm moved all the dogs and we were in the house.
Just over a year ago, a beekeeper from Michigan had hives of bees near here for the winter. The bees all abandoned the hives, the empty hives were taken away and a very upset beekeeper went back to his home state. Apparently, if one intends to keep bees then they have to be tended to. No sign of masses of dead bees were found so it was theorized that they had just moved off on their own. I think that this is one of those swarms of bees who are looking for a new summer home. If they move farther from the house we will be so happy to have them as neighbors but if they want to live in the olive tree then we'll have to have them moved.
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
First sketch in a new book
This sketch was done while watching television last night. I used a lamy safari fountain pen with a fine nib and Private Reserve "Chocolate" ink in a Fabriano Artist's Journal on a dark yellow page. The book was a gift from two wonderful friends, David and Joel.
The paper has a texture to it that the fountain pen really didn't like. Each stroke was hit or miss whether the ink would flow and where. It took much longer to do the sketch this way and the feel of the pen was kind of grating. Like drawing on sand paper.
I'm switching to woodless graphite pencils as I think the tooth of the paper will work well with it. I will at some point try brush and ink also.
Thursday, August 28, 2008
O.K. let's try this again.
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