March 22, 2020
The Kipton grain elevator series started October 24, 2014. Last Sunday I went back to Kipton. Among the grain-elevator ruins a local farmer has erected some new silos and paraphernalia, but those aren’t what interested me during this trip. I’d love to show you close-up details of many of these photographs, but that would make this post ridiculously long. I restrained myself to one, #22. Tell me if there are any other photos whose details you would like to see, and I’ll put them in the Other Files section of the blog.
December 22, 2019
Last Sunday may have been sunny (yay!), but it was cold. For most of the time I was out, I shot from the car window. It began to warm a bit toward noon, and I ventured out to see what I could see better on foot.
1 Some trees almost beg to have their portrait taken.
2 I have a small collection of lone trees in farmers’ fields. See Cowshade for Ghosts.
3 I don’t see many cows in my peregrinations. But this sweet lady posed nicely for me.
4 As she approached the fence, a few of her friends joined her.
5 And then a few more . . .
6 And a few more . . .
7 Soon the whole gang was there. Until they became bored and drifted away.
8 I got out of the car to catch this millstone. I assume the grooves are from grinding grain. Many people around here display these stones in their yards. I’m glad they do.
9 This is the side that first attracted me.
10 I was happy to see that the coloration was lichens rather than paint.
11 The bits of color on this old metal post could be paint, but I rather think they’re layers of rust.
12 This is part of an old guard rail, I think.
14 The new guard rail is attached to an older post.
17 Walking back to the car, I saw where someone had lost their pull-tab collection.
July 28, 2019
Last week I spent another glorious time at my friend’s farmstead in Pennsylvania. Repeating what we had done in previous years, we went on two outings to the Youghiogheny River—to Cucumber Falls one day and Ohiopyle Falls another. Looking at last year’s photos of Cucumber Falls, I see that the same views appealed to me this year. Rather than post nearly exact repetitions, I refer you to this and this and this and this and this post from 2018. Below are some photographs of and around Cucumber Falls that don’t repeat last year’s catch, at least not much.
May 28, 2019
Many of you know that I don’t photograph flowers—except when I do. Two photographs of flowers play bookends here to the rest of my haul from walking in Schoepfle Garden a week ago Saturday. In between are lichens on a low retaining wall and some favorite trees along the Vermilion River. Elsewhere in the park, I wasn’t surprised to see this stump; the tree had been visibly ailing. But I was surprised that someone had painted the edges of the stump with orange paint. Drawing closer, however, I saw that it wasn’t orange paint but a bright-orange fungus. None of my photographs of the fungus up close came out. I wonder if the brightness could have thrown off my camera’s focussing ability. Had I done more chimping, I might have noticed that the fungus was not in focus. Maybe I would even have thought to try manual focus. At least the section of the stump that is spalted turned out. The next photograph is in monotone because it was too confusing in color. Moving in, thus cutting down on the number of elements in the frame, the subject could handle color. I found some Leptothrix discophora along the river, but we’ve had so much rain that it was quite young (previous films having been washed down toward Lake Erie) and probably is all gone by now. Even though this film is very young, you know you’re looking at L. discophora when the water reflects the surrounding foliage so brilliantly. The opening flower photograph is of dogwood, but I don’t know the name of the closing flower. Maybe one or more of you do. The last image is a crop of the previous one. Click on it to see it larger.
May 22, 2019
Last April I posted three photographs of a rock I see whenever I go to the Schoepfle Garden. In the Comments, Alan Goldsmith asked if I’d thought of photographing the rock from the same place every time. I confess that I’d only been trying to find the most interesting composition each time. But his comment lodged in my brain, and I have since tried to stick with the same view or two when I visit. So here are two photographs I took of the rock Saturday. Following those are some photos I’d taken of the rock from the same vantage points on June 2 and July 14, 2018.
Shortly after posting photos of this rock last April, I named the rock Table Rock. Now I can keyword this specific rock in Lightroom and call up its photos easily. But there’s another advantage in naming features in the landscape. For me, attaching words increases the intimacy I feel with the named thing. I can’t say why this is so. Perhaps some of you have some relevant ideas.