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Saturday, October 22, 2011

Adventures of a Lifetime

Some moments are so magical, maybe even mystical, that they remain fresh in memory as if the event happened merely yesterday.  One such experience took place many years ago, during a brief time when we had lived in Montana before.

We had a  favorite place to hike out in the countryside.  A little spot that was fenced off, but if you knew how to get there and where to park, you could gain access to forest land along this little path that wound through private land.

On many occasions we had gone out there, but we never made it very far much less to the fabled forest off into the distance.  When one is packing a small child, one tends not to outstay the child's ability to remain in a good mood.  So here we are on what we assume to be familiar land.  Listening once again to the moose bugling in the background.  Wondering if they are close to the edge of the forest or maybe deeper in.  Photographing the clouds.  The mountains.  The beautiful scenery in general.  Looking along the ground for a late blooming insect or perhaps some interesitng seed worthy of the camera's attention. 

When out of nowhere, like air materialized into form, came walking two horses.  OK.  We had no idea that this land we were on supported horses.  To this day, we don't know where they came from.  They just walked on up easy as you please and proceeded to check out my husband and my son.  Before I could even take the whole scene in, my guys were surrounded by six to eight horses.  A whole herd.

Now, I'm not one who feels at ease around horses, especially not a whole herd who now has their backs to me.  I'm trying to keep the dog from spooking them.  I'm trying not to get kicked.  And I'm hoping they don't spook and rear on my loved ones.  Needless worry I must add.  While I don't think they were happy with me being unseen, so to speak, they tolerated my presence and allowed me to wander around until I was facing them. 

Fortunately for me, since I was then able to capture these photos should the memories ever fade.  I doubt they ever will, though.  I can't see forgetting one of the coolest experiences of my life.

To see the second story in this series, head over here.  From there, you can catch a link to the first story.






Friday, October 21, 2011

Exploring With a Camera: Found Texture - Yellowstone Style

The topic for Exploring With a Camera is found textures. Despite the fact that textures are one of my favorite things to photograph, this topic actually gave me pause, and I had to sit and think what I might have in my archives that I could use for a submission.

I came across this image of one of the pools in Mammoth Hot Springs.  I decided that this was the best submission.  For one thing, there are many different textures respresented in the photograph.  Although, I suppose you could sum it up with the word - rough.  Sand paper or course rock.  The spiky plants also lend themselves to this imagery.  Also, I find the abstract quality of this photo extremely interesting. The first thing that came to mind when I saw this was, cool, I have a photo of an alien landscape.  Then I thought, hum, this could have easily have been a piece of the ocean.    This composition is a microcosm of a much larger world, a world full of all kinds of found textures.


Stop by The Kat Eye View of the World to see all kinds of texture and maybe even join in the challenge yourself!

Monday, October 17, 2011

Playing Hookie - Sort Of

Technically I was in the clear. A week ago, I had just recovered from a really awful cold that tried to turn into a sinus infection. I called in on that Monday to say I was taking one more day off to make sure I was actually well. The school I work for actually encourages this.

I count it as playing hookie since I did not actually stay at home and rest. Probably a technicality at best. We'd just come off of a very beautiful Fall weekend, and I had been cooped up for the whole thing. I missed Raptor Fest for the first time since we moved here five years ago. I couldn't stand the thought of spending another gorgeous fall day inside. So I drove to Yellowstone. I figured if I went to Mammoth Hot Springs maybe the sulfur air would clear out my sinuses and lungs. Worked like a charm, and I've been on the mend since.

Of course, with views like the ones below, how could I not have felt better?

Canary Springs - Main Terrace - Mammoth Hot Springs

Main Terrace - Mammoth Hot Springs


Main Terrace - Mammoth Hot Springs


Main Terrace - Mammoth Hot Springs

Saturday, October 8, 2011

Consumers or Consumables

Sometimes I think this is what big business sees when they look at people. I know, if I'm so outraged I should stop buying things. I'll get right on that as soon as I figure out how to grow plastic. :)