Evidence!

So yesterday I showed you the photographs I did in the snow, first of the herb garden and then others around the Japanese maple tree.  This morning when I woke up, I noticed that you could look at my footsteps in the side yard and tracy my wanderings while photographing!  "This calls for the drone" I thought!  So here is my aerial photograph of the side yard.  The herb garden is in the lower right and I ended my photography explorations in the upper left of the photo.  The Japanese maple is in the lower left of the photo and is unrecognizable looking straight down on it.  Please click on the image to see all the wonderful detail.

Frosting

The forecast last night said we might get half an inch of snow, which was fine with me.  But when I woke to 2" of wet snow, which was gently piled up on each and every branch, I was thrilled.  I grabbed my camera because every minute counts.  A small breeze is enough to start shaking the snow off.  This was the first shot I did, of some herbs nearly buried in the snow.

Then I went looking for something completely different.  I have photographed this tree so much that I wanted to find some view that I had never seen.  I think this photo is that shot.  The Japanese maple is in the foreground, and the giant Hickory tree is seen over the top of it.  I like this shot a lot because it is different for me.  And I can't restrain myself from doing, once again, the wide shot looking up under the tree. I know you have seen this before, and so have I, but I can't resist. 

The Colors of Winter

Traveling the back roads the other day, in the rain, I was stopped in my tracks by the colors of these grasses in a large field that serves as a front lawn that runs about one thousand feet to the house.  I love that it is not a manicured lawn made of grass.  It was changed to wild grasses years ago and they are quite beautiful.  No more so than when it rains.  The rain brings out more saturated colors in the grasses, which, of course, as a photographer, I love.

Harbor Fog

On the way to church this morning as I drove by the harbor, I was stunned to see that the fog was probably  20 to 30 feet thick!  There was no time to stop, so we didn't.  After we returned a couple of hours later, there wasn't nearly so much fog, but I thought I would try and find a photo.  So the line in the fog in the middle of the photograph is one of the sand barges that are moored in the harbor.  It is almost completely hidden.  The fog is the result of the water in the harbor being really cold, and the  air over the harbor is warm and saturated from the rain.  So the water cools the air and the fog forms.

Where Did THAT Plant Come From?

I was washing my hands at the sink when I happened to notice this plant in a flower pot on the window.  What the heck?  How long has THIS been there?  Man, talk about an observant photographer!  So I decided to see what I could do with my camera.  I brought the plant into the dining room, set up a black background and a quartz light to illuminate the plant.  This is what you get.

Roadside Memorial

I first saw this roadside memorial back when I was still working.  I would drive this road, Route 107,  every day.  So I am guessing that maybe this memorial went up back in perhaps 2006.  I did a first post the first time I saw it.  It looked different from this - I think it was mainly flowers.  These roadside memorials have become common Long Island, placed where people have died in car accidents.  I tried to search for the first post I did, but had no luck.  It is interesting that after all this time, the family of the person who died, keeps the memorial refreshed.

Amy's Podcast

Amy told us about a podcast for writers, that she was interviewed for. It is about 30 minutes long and she talks about how she got her start in writing and how she first started working for magazines.  It was wonderful listening to her interview because she was charming and funny and confident and told wonderful stories about writing books and about life.  It made me think back to all that she has accomplished, and then I thought back to this photograph I took of her on the front porch.  For some reason it is one of my favorite portraits of Amy.  You can find the podcast here: Amy's Podcast