Where I live, it’s normal to get a big snowstorm around the middle of March. It’s not normal to have so much heavy wet snow on a lopsided rhododendron rooted in such soft thawed soil that the whole bush topples over. Could it saved?
Visit the post to read the riff.
Visit the post to read the poem.
Visit the post to read the poem and the backstories of the images.
Visit the post to read the poem and meet the mystic.
Visit the post to read the poem.
Visit the post to read the poem.
No, I do not have access to a supersonic wind tunnel. Visit the post to read how the images originated.
Visit the post to read the poem.
February. The old tortoise grumbles about being so late with urgent or seasonal chores, then sees how light falls in yet another way on the Xmas garland that is still up. Hmmm. Is the old tortoise still up for shooting in low light?
Where there are rules, there are people like Waldo, more intent on abiding by rules than accomplishing the mission, even when the rules are oversimplified guidelines w/o the force of law. It’s hard to formulate a rule of thumb in a way that is simple to learn and remember but adequate for the real world. One example is the Rule of Thirds in photography. Let’s try for a less exception-ridden formulation.
Where there are rules, there are people like Waldo, more intent on abiding by rules than accomplishing the mission, even when the rules are oversimplified guidelines w/o the force of law. It’s hard to formulate a rule of thumb in a way that is simple to learn and remember but adequate for the real world. One example is the Rule of Thirds in photography. Let’s try for a less exception-ridden formulation.
Visit the post to read the poem.
Visit the post to read the poem.
Visit the post to read the poem.
Extreme closeup photos can be beautiful and/or informative. They can also be riddles. Three macro photos are posted here. What on earth do they depict? The mystery of why we call extreme closeups “macros” will have to wait.
Mellow Curmudgeon 