One geek still howling at the moon
Mariah helped out with the water hose and positioning - putting a mist behind the leaf scattered the light in a really lovely manner.
Leaves falling…what does it symbolize beyond something falling? To me, not much. Symbolism and hidden messages I will certainly try for in my landscape and infrared work, but detail work like this I attempt for the sheer joy of shooting it.
Mariah took this over the Easter holiday and I processed it, which is a fair sign of how active I’ve been with photography in the past few weeks. I even went so far as to offer Mariah my camera, although I got some biting comments for my troubles, to the effect that I’m using it as a cover to get a new camera. The offer was genuine; although I’d love to go out and get a 40D, I haven’t had any opportunity to shoot any of the things that I find interesting, to the point that getting new kit has actually dropped down the list a few points.
We got a new dog - god help us - on Saturday morning, and a new van on Saturday evening. Not too bad. On Saturday morning we went to Sunset park, which was frankly an Interesting experience. I hate Geese of all kinds with a passion. After arousing their hunger, they took it upon themselves to mob both mob us and chase us around the lake until some other poor bastard decided to feed them. We saw, I kid you not, this blancmange with a pair of limbs sticking out of it, failing desperately.
We survived, made our appointed rendezvous, and came home with Spenser, a chipper little Poodle/Terrier mix. He’s Mariah’s pet, and you can ask her if you’d like to know more.
On Saturday evening, we bought a new van. I can’t help but somehow feeling vaguely screwed over by the dealership. I’ve spent years around retail financing, and I don’t know…some of the terms seemed onerous or just strange to me. It’s a tidy little van, and I don’t doubt that we’re going to put it to good use in years coming.
Lastly, we went up to Mount Charleston on Sunday and spent the evening dodging drivers who’ve never been in anything but a five-lane freeway in their lives. It was frightening and exhilarating all at once, watching asshole dodge and weave in and out of their lanes, randomly slam on their breaks and generally make the trip Interesting. I didn’t shoot much except for a really beautiful tree stump behind the local primary school:
In amongst my wanderings and doing of the past week, I had another run-in with the world’s most awesome alley cat:
I really love this cat. She’s beautiful, friendly, and very playful to boot.
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I was in connemara with Mike on Tuesday morning, although honestly most of my photos outside of the IR I took at Lough Corrib were muck. We met Katie in Spiddeal on the way back for lunch and I got sun burnt.
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