Part-time prevaricator
We got to the farm last night in the dark, and the skies were clear and starry. So, after visiting for a bit, I took my camera and tripod out in the lane.
We got a call on Thursday evening, late; later than Kathleen’s mom Mary usually calls.
My father-in-law, Ron, died suddenly on Thursday. He’d gone out to clear some broken branches out of the brush, and he didn’t come back in. Mary found him by the tractor.
We spent the weekend out at the farm. On Sunday, I went out in the yard and on the road, and took a few photos, as is my way.
As Kathleen said—and I agree 100%—at least he died doing what he loved: being mad at a tree.
I went about 22km on my bike today with my camera.
Years ago I wrote a funny little flash story, called “Stop Me If You’ve Heard This One”, and shopped it around a bit to the few comedy/fantasy markets I could find. Nobody bit, so I shrugged and posted it here on my site.
Earlier this year, I got a message out of the blue from one of the people behind a SF/F/H podcast called Planet Raconteur. He’d stumbled across my story and was interested in adding it to their podcast. I said “Sure”.
And now it’s been posted, as the lead story in Episode 11. Enjoy!
Just short of 27 km in just under two hours. I took my camera along, too.
The clouds looked interesting, about ten minutes before sunset last night, so I grabbed my camera and went to the west edge of town. I managed to get the last sliver of sunset—see the photo above.
I also snapped some photos of the sun’s reflected light on the clouds:
…and on the moon.
My friend Tim is camping up at Clear Lake this week, so last night after work I headed up for a visit. We had some burgers at the Boardwalk (the Jim Burger, I’m pleased to report, is pretty tasty) and then wandered around the town and beach for a bit. I had my camera and tripod, and was looking for a subject.
Someone, fortuitously, had stacked stones down at the edge of the water.
And on the boat dock, it wasn’t quite sunset yet, but the sun was quite orange as it tried to peek through the clouds.
On yesterday’s bike ride, I snapped a couple photos of the once and future Eleanor Kidd gardens, which are still full of plants but not the ones placed with care by a gardener.
Above, a tree in the concrete; below, a Brenizer panorama (6 photos) of a gazebo full of grass.
…and a bunny.
I went for a bike ride on Friday and another one today, Saturday.
Friday I snapped a photo of a rabbit on BU campus.
Today, I went on a longer ride, and got photos of some of the branches downed in the storm earlier this week.
As I snapped photos, a tractor came along and started to drag the top of the pine tree off of 18th Street North. I tried to get a picture but it turned out too dark.
I found a colourful combo just off Kirkcaldy, too, that reminded me that blue + yellow = green.
And then, in the south end of town, I decided to get a couple shots of the sunflowers (and the dill) growing in the community gardens.
And then, I went home, content after a 26-km, 2‑hour bike ride.
After this afternoon’s storm had mostly moved on, I set up my camera upstairs. In about 1500 photos, I got one good shot of lightning.
2 second exposure, ISO 100, 24mm, f/22 (as high as my camera would let me go), with a polarizer and a neutral-density filter on the lens.
Here’s a video, too, of about 40 minutes’ worth of storm clouds rolling through, condensed into 44 seconds or so.