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.
March 12, 2017
While I was photographing the upended tree, Lynda called from further down the path. Was I interested in photographing a dead alligator, or was that too gross. This photograph shows my answer. Up north the turkey buzzards keep our rural roadways cleared of carcasses, and I have often thought of them as the cleanup crew. It’s hard to tell how much cleaning up these black vultures can achieve with such tough hide to work through. They were certainly doing their best.
March 8, 2017
When I go to the Venice Myakka River Park, I usually spend most of my time at the lagoon there. On February 12, however, water lettuce covered much of the water’s surface, and confounded with a cloudy sky, I failed to catch the reflections that often intrigue me. I was at the park as the second outing with my new friend Lynda. While I tarried at the lagoon, hoping it would still speak to me, she wandered along and soon found the photography event of the day (you’ll see later) and phoned to alert me. All in all, thanks largely to Lynda’s superior ability to spot potential photographic material, it was a great day. . . . Willow trees proliferate in this park.
March 7, 2017
They could almost be skyscrapers, but they aren’t. I can’t remember what was in back of me as I photographed this retired refrigerated truck in Cortez. But certainly not skyscrapers, not in this little fishing village.
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