
This is not an everyday[1]Everynight. view from my back yard.

…or my upstairs bedroom.

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↑1 | Everynight. |
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Part-time prevaricator
Were the northern lights out last night? Yes.
Was I out last night? Also yes.
Continue reading “Aurora, Oct. 6, 2024”I like the half-moon better than the full moon, at least for photos. The shadows make it more interesting.
Also, the smaller the moon, the less it washes out things like the Milky Way or the Aurora Borealis.
I took my camera on today’s ride and snapped a few photos, all, apparently, of plants.
This tree stands in for a 1,000-word story about how I’m not ready for autumn to be here, but it is implacably here nonetheless.
There were quite a few sunflowers planted at the community gardens this year. This one was being particularly photogenic today. Someone, though, has removed the Ukrainian flag that used to fly there, and I’m not sure why.
There was quite the lightning show from a storm passing through. I set up a tripod in the upstairs bedroom, and it was bright enough, sustained enough, that I was able to check my focus ring just by the light from the storm.
It was especially impressive to realize the heart of the storm actually passed just to the east of us; we caught the very edge of it.
Since our trees no longer block the sky[1]I see I haven’t blogged about that; long story short, one large branch fell, and the arborist recommended we remove both maples. I still miss them., I was able to set up a camera on the deck to try and get a timelapse of the moon being partially darkened by Earth’s shadow this evening. I went back outside about 10 minutes later to see how it was going, and… Well, clouds had filled the sky. So I managed to get about 4 photos, all told, and above you can see one of them.
Oh well. Like I said to my darling wife, at least I didn’t drive twenty minutes just to watch the clouds roll in.
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↑1 | I see I haven’t blogged about that; long story short, one large branch fell, and the arborist recommended we remove both maples. I still miss them. |
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…encroaches.
There are worse places to spend 3½ hours on a Saturday afternoon.
I was there as part of the Kinsmen Club of Brandon’s Ride for the Breath of Life, a motorcycle poker-derby–style ride fundraiser for cystic fibrosis research.
I went for a bike ride today, and got a couple of panoramas: one of the hillside to the north (above) and an interesting tree along the trail (below).
Then I cleaned up the cabin, packed, and headed home.
So how’d I do?
I deliberately didn’t set myself any goals this year. I took my bike, my laptop, my cameras, and a bunch of books; this, I decided, would be a vacation vacation, not—as it’s kind of turned into over the years—a working vacation.
I read Rules for a Knight by Ethan Hawke, a book I didn’t know existed until Corey Redekop posted about finding it at a used book store; I read Annihilator by Grant Morrison and Frazer Irving; and I read about ⅔ of Kurt Vonnegut’s Bluebeard[1]And once this is posted, I’m probably going read some more.. I wrote about 3000 new words, I think, in my “derelict starship” story. Since the cabin owner have Disney+, I watched a season of The Mandalorian. I took a lot of photos.
It occurred to me, earlier today, that this “writing” retreat was really about 65% photography by weight, and I’m OK with that. Should I call it a “photography retreat”? An “art retreat”? Maybe, but I’m not going to. I’m the one writing these posts, after all, and I’ll title them as I see fit.
Good night, and good luck.
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↑1 | And once this is posted, I’m probably going read some more. |
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