Winter at The Tree Place Series–December 9th

Here is the missing train image from the other day! This is from the Sigma SD10 camera, that has ever so many things that it does, or the photographer can do/must do, that I do not know how to do. Do. (shows teeth in what is supposed to be a grin, nods head curtly and does a sort of curtsy)

Fine, I put the camera in full manual mode, and since I didn’t know it, and didn’t know the directions for working with it nor actually how to skillfully navigate settings…I shot crap. (doing that above parenthetically referenced thing from above again here)

There IS a bonus! The old software to get the raw images off of the card thingie is now new software and for me, is nicer to use, though I will need to play with it and parts of it go against my grain a bit. If I shoot crap, well, it’s crap. HOWEVER!! I could fix the train image so that it is viewable, so I did.

The train, the batteries, and the Sigma in manual. ha!

Notice, that I’m not claiming it as one of the ones I will offer as prints. Copy it at will, and if you make a few bucks from it, more power to ya! (but please do let me know, as it would simply add to the humor of the situation)PSSsttttttt….Pennsylvania Railroad trains were a brown shade 😉

Here are a few other shots that I actually did get today!

A Little Earth

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And just as I was getting the hang of switching on and off the injured Sigma, pulling out the battery column, stuffing it back in, flipping her back on and snapping…(a nice rythym, that was more of a sway and less like a butt wriggle)

Sundown


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It was sundown.

Oh My Goodness!!!!

I’ve stopped writing.

Wait, that is untrue.

I am still having all of the thoughts and most of the ponders, but not so many things screaming in a ‘solid’ form that seem to express a need to be blazoned upon a page. And, my computer is and has been in the shop again.

I popped on this morning to say that yesterday, before the end of October, it snowed. It snowed angels having pillow-fights snow. Giant and cascading flakes that pour down as if God were busy looking at us all on the inside of His snow-globe. It snowed for six hours. Continuously. The weather station called it a Winter Storm. I am ever so glad that at most it accumulated about an inch or two, with the warm ground compacting the snow into a slush with a sugar coated fluffy snow covering. The weather station stated that on the snow board they measured about 6 inches! The snow board doesn’t have Mother Nature’s Autumn Blanket of Heat, the one that continues to encourage barefoot walking on 60 degree days, upon sun warmed grass. I am to have another chance at this temptation and giving in later this week. Upper 50’s and 60’s are forecasted! Less than half of the trees here are still dressed in green. I wonder if they will still turn brilliant and giggling colors and tell their last stories on the breeze before it is time for them to take a nap.

Faces of the Trees

This is Grum

I know this one's name, but the sounds in it are not sounds I am familiar with making as speech.

This one makes me think of Janus, I did not hear its name, nor did I ask, this trip.

All of today’s Brandon Park images were taken by Elisabeth Connelley, Purple Shoe Photography while playing with a Sigma SD10. Many thanks to the owner of this camera!

One Shoot Sunday and A Child–Purple Profundity: Poetry by Elisabeth Connelley

Good Morning! It’s One Shoot Sunday again! The following is quoted to attribute the photographer and the site that supports and encourages The Poetry Challenge of One Shoot Sunday.

‘Tis good to have choices… Fellow artist and One Shoot Sunday alumnus, James Rainsford understands that and has even suggested an excellent picture prompt challenge. So take your pick. Go on, James offers us five photos.

~Dustus

For more examples of James’ art see:
The Sanctum of Sanity
Poems from James’ new collection

A Child
I sit amongst the trees
the breeze
to take
my soul, I rest in unkempt grasses
cushioned among hills of moss
which grows, where
the sun cannot penetrate
the great ceiling of leaves.
The clover stretches endlessly
to one
lying minute
miniscule
yet a part of such a place.
The leaves quiver,
as boughs are waved
hoping to
catch a
glimpse of tiny angel’s eyes,
they peek shyly ’round the limbs
of one so aged and strong
gnarled trunks
holding
secrets known, before
such rancor
did we
the human race display
upon the dirty streets
and smells
rough chemicals
and poisons we disperse
shall please those of a soul
so fell
the mighty aged trunks
and leaning one by one…
Yet wait,
a tiny twinkle far away,
There,
a child, no more than three
flies dancing with the trees
Just in that moment
when,
the sun’s sharp rays come piercing down
through shadows in the wood
Childish laughter
Pelting,
out man’s noise
His arms outspread
and turning ’round
trees spin above his head
A child will free us all
one day
They shall dispel man’s dread.

–by Elisabeth Connelley

Morning Trip (3)


I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in. ~John Muir, 1913, in L.M. Wolfe, ed., John Muir, John of the Mountains: The Unpublished Journals of John Muir, 1938

Thank God men cannot fly, and lay waste the sky as well as the earth. ~Henry David Thoreau

I would feel more optimistic about a bright future for man if he spent less time proving that he can outwit Nature and more time tasting her sweetness and respecting her seniority. ~Elwyn Brooks White, Essays of E.B. White, 1977