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.
Half a moon
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Bike Ride, Sep. 22, 2024
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.
Lightning — Sept. 18, 2024
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.
Partial partial lunar eclipse
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.
Footnotes
| ↑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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Autumn
…encroaches.
Pelican Lake, September 14, 2024
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.
Writing Retreat 2024: The End
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.
Footnotes
| ↑1 | And once this is posted, I’m probably going read some more. |
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Writing Retreat 2024: 7
Last night I was settled in, ready to just watch a bit of TV and then go to bed, when my darling wife texted me:
If the skies are as clear there as they are here, you need to go outside.
So I stepped out onto the patio and yes, yes it was pretty clear here. I gathered up my cameras and tripods and hit the road.
I set up on a gravel road not too far from town—if I want to, I could probably bike there—and snapped a few sets of Milky Way photos. With the 11–16mm lens, I was shooting ten-minute batches of 30 second frames, 11mm, f/2.8, with the ISO changing each ten minutes: 400, 800, and 1600. I wanted to see what I could get from the different ISO settings.
Unfortunately the dew crept onto my lens—or, more precisely, the UV filter I have screwed on over the lens. If I was smart, I’d have removed the filter and re-done my shooting; I think now it was the filter holding in a bit of heat that caused my dew problems.[1]Apparently the simple hack for dew is to wrap a couple hand warmers around the lens; you can hold them in place with tape or a beer cozy. Filed away for later experimentation.
I managed to get two stacks from the ISO 1600 run, and they look pretty good, I think. One is 8 images deep, and the other is 10.
I also got a stack of 18 images from the ISO 400 run, and… Well, you can judge for yourself, but I think ISO 1600 is the sweet spot between “detail” and “noise” (at least for me). Maybe ISO 800 would work, if I can keep the lens from misting over…
Footnotes
| ↑1 | Apparently the simple hack for dew is to wrap a couple hand warmers around the lens; you can hold them in place with tape or a beer cozy. Filed away for later experimentation. |
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Writing Retreat 2024: 6
Another day, another bike ride. This was about 16km, and started at the coffee shop, where I noticed I was that weirdo who wears a Slaughterhouse-Five T‑shirt but reads Bluebeard.[1]A Vonnegut book is a Vonnegut book, though.
Then I noodled around town for a bit, and out into the countryside, where I took photos of a tree…
…and some hydro lines.
Then back into town, where I saw—
Look, I know some of you can’t wait for Pumpkin Spice Cable-Knit Sweater time, but I’m not ready to let go of summer yet. So this little cluster of yellow leaves felt particularly cruel, at least to me.
Ah well. So it goes, as Kurt Vonnegut[2]Full circle. would say.
