No time to wax philosophical today. It's a hurry hurry rush rush day to get everything ready for the Thanksgiving holiday. So here's a quick shot I took last year at the Oaks soccer fields off of route 422 in Oaks PA.
Happy Thanksgiving!
Waving the Red Flag
Late in Autumn there’s a tree that lets you know the end is near. I don’t know what kind of tree it is, but I know that when it waves its deep red leaves, the time for Fall foliage is almost at an end. I like this picture because I felt like I was stalking the tree, photographing it from afar. It was like I didn’t want to get to close and scare away the fleeting moments of the season. It was signalling the end of another colorful time in the forest, and I stole a glimpse.
Nikon D800 Tamron 70-200mm f/2.8 @ 200mm f/2.8 ISO 100 4 image HDR
Pretty in its Own Way
My first Winter foliage picture this year leaves a bit to be desired, like all that wonderful Autumn color. Winter can be beautiful. It takes more searching, but I’ll keep at it. The good news is… it’s a short work week, and I get to spend some quality time with my family. Enjoy.
Nikon D800 Tamron 24-70mm f/2.8 @ 30mm f/7.1 ISO100 5 image HDR
Holiday Cards
It’s that time of year again, and it’s better to get started early with all the holiday rituals, so I have a new promotion this year. I have used my pictures as cards in the past and have gotten plenty of compliments on them, so I thought I should make them available to you. Right now there are five pictures but I will add more if there is demand. The customization on the order site is very easy and you can either purchase a flat 4x8 card or a folded 5x7 card. You can personalize it and do all kinds of fancy things. The prints are done at Bay Photo and shipped directly to you. I have always been impressed with the quality of their prints. I’ll be ordering mine very soon so I don’t have to worry about addresses for missing relatives on Christmas Eve.
Saying Goodbye
Being a motorsport enthusiast I have owned my fair share of toys. My first car was a 1973 Chevy Camaro that was not only a lesson in mechanics but also in finance. After spending quite a bit of cash to make a fast car, I realized that my passion wasn’t to go fast in a straight line, but I loved the feel of being pushed into the side of the driver’s seat as the car danced around a corner. Motorcycle racing seemed to be the perfect answer. It was in some ways, but in others (broken bones and trips to the emergency room) it took its toll. I sold all the bikes I had (4 in the end) and purchased a used, and I should say extremely used, 1990 Nissan 300ZX. It looked somewhat exotic although it wasn’t very safe to drive, and it had problem after problem, and expense after expense. Finally after being neglected from frustration, I limped it to the local Mazda dealer and bought a proper car.
Enter the white 2005 Mazda RX-8. We called it “Rex” and it was FUN. It was a demo car so when I took it home it had just over 5,000 miles ticked on the odometer. Six gears and a new rotary engine whose red line was just shy of nine thousand rpm’s. Leather interior, sunroof, heated seats, were just some of the wonderful nuances that I cared little about. My excitement centered somewhere between the accelerator pedal and the feeling that tingled in my spine when the hammer fell. The grip of the tires in the curves begged for more speed. The purr of the engine just before the next gear was like beautiful music. The bone jarring grip of the safety belts, Rex could halt on command, was reassuring and inspiring. It was the perfect car for me, well at least it was everything I wanted in a car.
Alas, time marches on. I didn’t spend nearly enough time caressing the steering wheel, or waxing the paint job. I didn’t rattle enough neighbor’s windows with the stereo, or blacken as many patches of asphalt as I should have. But it was fun. Today I sold Rex. Time to say “Goodbye”.
