I could put into a pack
on one shoulder,
While everything else continues, unexplained
to follow a thought quietly
to its logical end.
I have done this a few times.
in the middle of the world, breathing
John Muir
I love all sorts of photography. Some people can play instruments, some people can sing. Others can draw or paint.
I enjoy the power of the camera's creativity. I started exploring Infrared years ago when I got a filter and stuck it on my camera.
At that time I had no idea what I was doing. The filter made everything so dark and off color. The 720nm filter I purchased created super long exposures with a black and pinkish tint to everything. I soon learned that the way to go Infrared was to have a camera modified.
I found a place where they sold a used pocket camera that was modified. I figured it wouldn't be overly expensive and I could try it out.
For the first several weeks that I had the camera, I carried it everywhere turning it on just to look at the back screen and enjoy the view of seeing everything in a different light spectrum. I didn't understand how it worked really, but it was fascinating to see green turn to white in the camera. Or greens turn blue and skies turn orange.
The Infrared works best on very sunny days with foliage. These are the times when a regular camera in our visible light spectrum doesn't work as well. Suddenly I found myself taking the pocket IR camera everywhere and trying it out on everything I could find.
I admit, shooting in a different light spectrum can be very challenging. The photos come out with a strange color to them. The photographer can choose to edit the photo or leave the strange colors in. No matter what, the photos become an experiment in magical, mystical, and artistic formats.
My first Canon ELPH shots were of everything and anything around the farm.
The grass looked like snow, the sky had some incredible depth to it.
I read that IR photography was popular only in the spring and summer. Yet I found that I could have fun with it in the winter.
What was a boring mid afternoon photo turned into something a bit different.
Eventually I took my old Olympus camera and had it converted to 'Full Spectrum'. That meant I could use different filters for Infrared on the lens.
The most amazing thing about infrared and its different light spectrums is that sky details are more intense. The shot above was taken in the winter. The trees and some of the dead plants had a tint to them. The spectrum of light picked up clouds I could not see with the naked eye.
Last year, I sort of left my IR camera at home and didn't pick it up very much. I was really focusing on toy photography and macro photography. Besides, with our drought, everything was so dull and uninteresting.
Then this past week, the weather proved remarkable.
Another foggy morning with sunbeams shining through the light fog.
A storm approaching...
This was when we had a severe storm warning, with possible gusty winds and hail coming in with the front.
Charlie and I took a very different walk yesterday. We went to the ridge and decided to hike the cropland hayfields. This way we avoided slogging through mud. We could have walked along the gravel road but one neighbor choses not to watch their dog.
This dog has attacked but has not yet hurt Charlie and I just don't want to risk it. The last time this dog attempted to get at Charlie, I held him and sprayed her with Pepper spray. She got a snootful and wouldn't leave us alone....
Anyway...
We walked this high ridge and kept to the fields. It was much more interesting for Charlie because of all the critter tracks. So many good smells for a dog.
I left my camera at home and just walked with my cell phone, and was a bit sorry that I did not bring my camera with a long lens. We reached the road across the ridge and stopped to admire the fields for a bit. I heard a chirp that I haven't heard all winter.
And there they were! Bluebirds! [sorry the picture isn't very good!]
We headed back along the fields and came to a patch of trees in the middle of this cropland. It is in a slight dip where water runs. I got to the deer trail and walked in among the trees. I looked back and Charlie was sitting just outside of the trees. He refused to follow me.
More than likely it would have been the fresh scent of a coyote that lingered on the trail that deterred him.
So we detoured and walked up one of the waterways and decided to just sit down and enjoy the warm afternoon sun.
From here we could see the intersection [if you want to call it that] to our dead end road and the other gravel road that crossed the ridge.
When we got home the two of us sat on the porch bench and listened to the world around us.
to the sound of thunder...
how far off,
I sat and wondered...
Started humming a song from
1962
Ain't it funny how the night moves... [Bob Seger]
I love the night sky too much to be afraid of darkness...
[Let me qualify that by saying that I live in a very rural area so any life I'd run into at night would be wildlife and not humans]
I couldn't sleep so I decided to take a walk across the ridge top and through the corn fields before the corn got too tall.
I brought a tripod and thought it would be fun to try some Milky Way shots. I am always experimenting and learning. I may even improve a little as I keep going!
Lightening Bugs and stars
Headed across the open fields
What felt so amazing is that I'm sure the fireflies danced just for me. I could have stayed all night.
Nothing is more amazing than a clear night sky full of stars and the Milky Way.
They were very cooperative.
Later on I watched a video by Olympus UK regarding something kind of bizarre and interesting. It is called ICM. Intentional Camera Movement.
You know me, I had to try it.
So no yard mowing today due to heavy particles of smoke in the air. That put the kabash on the Big Plan for the day.
I guess if the grass really got out of hand, I'd do what I did in 2008 and again in 2016. Put a hot wire around parts of the yard and let my critters do the mowing.
Instead I picked berries this morning then closed up the house for the A/C to hopefully keep hubby feeling healthier.
Cell phone shots of the berries.
The top photo is from the top of the ridge and the unripe ones are midway down into the valley. There are micro climates in our woods and I am beginning to understand that certain areas will produce berries in different stages.
Since I couldn't mow due to how wet it was and how bad the air was, I collected some flowers to try 'pressing' and drying. I dyed some Queen Anne's Lace with food coloring and some Fleabane.
Here is my sample of flowers I am pressing between two boards:
There is also Chicory, wild Vervain, Cosmos, Bee Balm, and Marigold. This method is supposed to take about a week or more.
I have to change the paper every few days to draw the moisture out. I used some rocks from my garden as weight for the top board.
Now I have some ideas of trying to put some of the flowers on handmade greeting cards so I will watch some videos of that. Another option is to place the pressed flowers into a picture frame and use it as a decoration?
It all started because I wanted some Queen Anne's Lace to use for some Still Life photos and perhaps dry some for a bouquet in the winter.
What strange times we live in, when the midday sun is but an orange orb in the sky.
I almost feel like I am living in a science fiction novel.
A secondary smoke plume will then be transported southward across the state Saturday afternoon into early Sunday morning. Elevated fine particulate matter (PM2.5) concentrations are anticipated to result in air quality index (AQI) values in the UNHEALTHY FOR SENSITIVE GROUPS level over this period. Sensitive groups include children, elderly people, individuals with respiratory and cardiac problems, and anyone engaged in strenuous outdoor activities for a prolonged period of time.
So... I was out doing garden work and dead heading the petunias when something very odd happened. I noticed I had a splotch of brown paint or maybe bug goo on my glasses. It was in sharp focus and moved when I stood up. Totally freaky!
So I grabbed my glassed off and it was still there.
I brushed my face because, just well, because.It moved and then swirled. I dropped my crap right then and there and headed to the house.
Visit to Urgent Care sent me to the ED. After some testing I was given the diagnosis.
Vitreous Hemmorrhage.
Vitreous is the clear gel in the center of your eye. Mine had blood in it.
I will see an Ophthalmologist on Monday.No bending. No lifting. No straining. No exercise. Damn, they should have included NO cooking too.
I get to sleep sitting up.I am not in pain but apparently this needs to be figured out and I don't need more blood seeping around in my eye. It sort of looked like this, but brown:
I still see stuff floating about and coming into my visual field. Hmmm. Mmmm.
Strange Times indeed.
Have a great weekend.