Considering I have zero motivation right now to go out with my camera, I should probably be more concerned. But there’s just over two weeks left until the end of the year and I am not committed to posting daily after that point. I might just take a long break.
I came home yesterday afternoon and found that my husband had reattached the handle on our door to the garage, sans the latch. So I’m feeling a little less like white trash today, which is nice.
I’m featuring three final images from our photo walk back in October. The first two obviously work well together and I wish I had a third that did. But, alas, no. It’s not that I don’t like the third image, it’s just totally different. This happens to me a lot, actually, where I end up wishing for a third image to fit the theme. I could have just featured two, I know. But as the end of the year approaches, I’m trying to empty the folder.
So it’s two reeds and one tree for today. I just finished the last of my online Christmas shopping today, a few more stocking stuffers for my husband that will be coming Amazon Prime. I’m having a hard time accepting that Christmas Eve is just over a week away, but I’m ready.
I promise this will be my last tree post…from Canada. Not ever, of course, that would be totally ridiculous. I mean, trees, right?
These are all images from our epic train ride. Speaking of which, I did receive my photo books from the trip ahead of schedule. They both turned out great, except for one tiny mistake I made on Nola’s book.
It kills me, because I proofread the thing like twenty times. It’s a tiny mistake, the edge of one letter in one block of text is cut off by the adjacent photo. Of course it jumped out to me immediately in print.
I ended up bailing on the Como Conservatory yesterday. We got a dusting of snow, followed by a little freezing drizzle, and it made the roads just shitty enough that I didn’t feel like doing that much driving. Instead, I just went to my mom’s house and took her out to lunch at a nearby restaurant.
But first, I had to get out of the house, which proved to be trickier than you might expect. When I went to turn the handle of the door from our house to the garage, nothing happened. The handle moved, but the door latch didn’t. Just another thing in our current home that decided to break before we make our escape.
In the essence of time I went out the front door and opened the garage via the keypad. My husband’s a pretty handy guy, so I assumed he would come up with a solution within a day or so. Since he had an appointment yesterday afternoon, he was gone when I came home and I wasn’t sure whether I would have a path in through the garage or if I would have to use the front door again.
His short-term solution made me laugh. When I came home I found the door handle was gone and I could just push the door open. It turns out that the latch is truly broken, but the door has a deadbolt and there’s no lock in the handle, so he’s just planning to replace the handle without the latch. We’ll still be able to open and lock the door, which is all we really need short-term. The house has not thwarted us yet. Today’s photos are of cedar waxwings. Just because.
Despite the fall flower display being less than impressive, my mom and I enjoyed our visit to the Como Conservatory so much that we are heading back to view the Christmas display today.
As I mentioned previously, my favorite place was the lush and (relatively) cool fern room. Newly emerging fern leaves are favorite subject matter. I even had a decent percentage of keepers in this space.
The hell with photo themes! Sometimes I need to throw a bunch of weird stuff out into the universe, just to see what sticks.
OMFG, more trees. These were along our brutal hike up to the Tea House and they are blurred by panning while shooting. So I guess I do have a theme of weird tree photos from Canada, except for the first image. Even when I don’t try to have a theme, I end up with one. Sigh.
This is a bit less of a stretch than yesterday’s post on (sort of) abstract animals. I was going to do two different posts featuring wood texture, one in nature and one in man-made structures.
But when I reviewed the images again, I realized that two of the natural ones were pretty boring and two of the man-made ones were really similar to each other. So I am just taking the best three of the bunch and making one (hopefully better) post.
The first two images were taken out of the window while we were traveling on the Rocky Mountaineer. It was during a relatively slow stretch, otherwise I wouldn’t have been able to get anything decently in focus. Just some really cool old wood on an abandoned structure.
The last image is also from Canada, but not shot from a moving window. This was a tree by Lake Agnes that I noticed in between my (mostly) futile attempts to capture the flighty Rocky Mountain bluejay. So much easier capturing stationary objects.
I’m always looking for themes when putting together images for a post. Most of those themes are fairly logical and obvious, but sometimes I stretch things just a bit. This is one of those times.
I currently have quite a few animal images in the queue, some from the Minnesota Zoo, some from the San Diego Zoo, and some from our Canada/Alaska trip. These three caught my eye, because they are a bit unusual. The first two are from San Diego. The big cat had a mister in his enclosure and the droplets gave the image a dreamy effect.
This little fellow is a harlequin duck and I was struck by the graphic pattern of its feathers. It was sleeping and the pose, combined with the coloring, rendered it into a mysterious object. I was hoping to get a more conventional image, as well, but the duck had no intention of interrupting a good nap to pose for me. I can’t blame him.
The final image is a Rocky Mountain Bluejay I relentlessly photographed during our respite at Lake Agnes, following our grueling hike up from Lake Louise. His color was gorgeous in the sun, but he kept flying in and out of the shade and I had trouble getting sharp images. I deleted most of the blurry ones, but there’s something about this one that really appealed to me. I’m weird like that.
What can I say? There’s just something about water. During our cruise to Alaska, I took a lot of photos of the wake created by the ship. There was something hypnotic about the patterns. Plus, there were quite a few days when we were at sea with nothing much in the way of scenery to photograph, so I needed to focus on something. Couldn’t let all that gear sit idle for the day.
Minimalist and monochromatic, what’s not to love? My photographic style is definitely trending towards “less is more.” Less focus, less obvious subject matter, less color, less contrast. Most people equate monochromatic with black and white, but technically it just means the presence of a single color. I think monochromatic color photos are often more forgiving than black and white. But maybe that’s just me.
The best images get featured on the blog, while repetitive or oddball ones are moved into my Facebook “Random photo of the day” folder and the remainders end up deleted. Not really deleted, of course.