November 12, 2017
November 9, 2017
Another element that associates with bacteria in water the way iron does is sulfur. The evidence in Ohio’s Vermilion River is more rare than the evidence for iron bacteria (shown in yesterday’s post), but it was there last month.
November 8, 2017
I saw some Leptothrix discophora films at Schoepfle Garden last month. Here is one patch, with details of the overall photograph beneath.
October 16, 2017
While we were visiting at the farm, our friends took us to nearby Ohiopyle State Park, through which flows the Youghiogheny River. The Youghiogheny is very different from “my” Vermilion River, as you can see from these photographs. No slow-moving edges here! The first photograph is taken from one side of the river, the other two from the opposite side. Tomorrow and the next few days you’ll see some rock surfaces I found along the river, which, by the way, is pronounced like yolk-eh-gainy, if I interpret the Wikipedia linguistic notation properly (/jɒkəˈɡeɪni/). The word comes from the Algonquin word meaning “a stream flowing in a contrary direction.” And, says Wikipedia elsewhere, “Ohiopyle” is derived from the Native American Lenape phrase ahi opihəle, which means “it turns very white,” referring to the frothy waterfalls. This knowledge makes me wonder about the origin of my state’s name, but I think I’ll save that rabbit hole for later.
September 29, 2017
The Back Pond at Schoepfle Garden has fascinated me for years. It’s where I have captured reflections of the surrounding woods in all seasons. This summer, however, the park people installed one of those terrible aerator rings, which shoots up water in a constant disruption of natural surface variations. When I visited last month, I was lucky enough to be there when the thing was turned off.
September 5, 2017
I may be confusing people. This is not my car, nor are the cars in any post with the title “A Car for Linda?” It is a photograph of a car (and a reflection) like photographs of cars that I take. Earlier photographs of cars that I posted—the ones, called “A Car for Ken”—were like photographs of cars that a fellow blogger named Ken takes. (Keep scrolling on his site; you’ll find some.) Ken avoids reflections in cars; I seek them.
September 4, 2017
September 3, 2017
(Ken doesn’t do reflections in cars, usually.)
April 22, 2017
The quarries fill not just with water but dead trees. And visiting Canada geese. . . . What a difference a polarizing filter on my camera lens makes.
April 21, 2017
There is a road that I cross when driving between Schoepfle Garden and Oberlin called Quarry Road. If I drive far enough north on Quarry Road, I reach two sandstone quarries that have ceased operations and are now filled with water. On a recent typical overcast day in early spring northern Ohio (April 2, to be exact), I did some exploring there.