Category Archives: Photography
This back to full-time work lifestyle sure has cut into my hiking, photography, and writing time!
This living back in Pennsylvania sure has cut into my hiking, photography, and writing time!
This catching up with old friends and family sure has cut into my hiking, photography, and writing time!
🙂 It’s all good, but Acadian Soul has suffered. On a warm summer morning, I took a quick stroll across the road to the “Garden of Five Senses”, and enjoyed playing (photographically speaking) with some of the hardscape features there.
One of the pleasures of being back in Pennsylvania is the ability to visit my parents via a quick half hour drive on the freeway. I paid just such a visit last Monday.
As long as I can remember, my mother has always had a garden. Both the practical sort (vegetables – although I still can’t rationalize the choice of rhubarb); and the “pretty to look at” sort – flowers. In nearly all of her flower gardens she has raised Iris and Peonies. I enjoy both, but the Iris has been my favorite for a long time; even though their flowering season is brief, but glorious. Both of these gems were in their prime blooming period on Memorial Day.
More importantly, I have my mother to thank for teaching me to take to time to admire the small details in nature such as a slight coloration on a white petal or the shape of a bloom. Indeed this may have been my first introduction to the idea of slowing down and learning to be in the moment.
So take a few moments to slow down and enjoy some pictures of my recent visit to Phyllis’s flower garden.
Old buildings ( especially interesting are churches) intrigue me, as I know they do many people and I have driven past these ruins several times on the way to one of my favorite hiking spots here along the Eastern Shore of Maryland. On this occasion, I was travelling with a friend who also enjoys photography as a hobby, and as soon as she saw these ruins, she had the same reaction I did: “We have GOT to photograph” this!
And so with an ally by my side (all the better to ignore the really old “No Trespassing Sign” my dear), we spent a few minutes photographing the ruins of this old church.
I would have loved to have had blue skies overhead as a way to contrast the bright green ivy and ground covers that were overtaking these walls; but grey skies were dominant, so I settled for black and white medium.
The first picture (above) gives an overview of the site. The rest are a few interpretations of views I found interesting.
Winters here along the eastern shore of the Chesapeake Bay are considerably milder than those on Mount Desert Island, Maine. Snow is almost non-existent, and when it DOES snow it is a dusting, and disappears as soon as the sun comes out. My friends in Maine are experiencing a more “typical” Maine winter this year; with plenty of cold temperatures and snow. And while I don’t envy having to deal with all that cold and snow; I DO miss the amazing beauty of Acadia National Park in the winter.
I was able to capture the photographs below on a morning last winter after a recent snowfall. When I look at these pictures, I can still remember the crispness of the air, the smell of salt and pine, the amazing blue of the sky and seas, the whiteness of the snow, and dark green of the pine trees. It was one of the beautiful sights I have ever seen. Here are a few of my favorites from that magical morning.
Part of the fun of being in a new area is exploring – which in my case means looking for places to hike and interesting things to photograph. This island is a BIG change from what I had become accustomed to on Mt. Desert Island, Maine. Here the scenery is flat – flat land running into flat water running into flat sky. Photographically it seems more challenging – looking for ways to convey that sense of flatness (which has a certain wide open beauty to it), without making it boring. And of course photographing a bay compared to ocean surf crashing against the rocks, well that is a whole other challenge.
After an afternoon and morning shoot, I came up with the following series of black and white photographs that I think capture the mood of some of the landscapes near my new home. I chose the black and white because when I compared them to the color images I produced, I just found the black and white to be more interesting. Perhaps, I’ll post some of the color ones later and let you decide!
Sometimes nature just doesn’t cooperate. Yesterday, I got up early to check out the sunrise (which is now around 6:45 a.m.). My destination was Sand Beach with the express goal of shooting the morning glow of the “Beehive” (a large slab of steep granite) and it’s reflection in the pool that fills the marsh behind the dunes of Sand Beach.
The clouds were just beginning to roll in along with some fog as I drove along the road that enters the park. However, I was pretty confident that complete cloud cover would hold off for another hour or two.
I was right about the clouds. But much to my dismay when I arrived at my location, I discovered that either the tide had carried some nasty looking stuff into the marsh, or stream runoff had carried said nasty stuff. It looked as though someone’s washing machine had run amok. I don’t know that I’ve ever seen this phenomena to this degree at this location.
And then when the sun came up and hit the Beehive and the trees with their fall colors I had some the best photography light I’ve seen since I came to Maine!! I could have cried. So here it is; the good, the bad, and ugly from yesterday’s shoot.
I tried putting more marsh grass and less water in the shot, but then I lost the lovely fog bank hanging over Champlain mountain.
Maybe putting some distance between myself and the “icky” water will help.
When all else fails, try black and white mode!
Driving the park loop road late in the afternoon, I got supremely lucky when the sun broke through the clouds illuminating the area known as “The Great Meadow” in Acadia National Park. A fog bank was hanging over the eastern end of the mountains which helped to make the sky even more dramatic. I even got to play park ranger by helping a group of older hikers who were disoriented reconnect with the appropriate trail and get back to their vehicle. A good, no make that “GREAT” way to end the day!
Cobblestone Bridge was built as the first bridge in the Carriage Road System in Acadia National Park. originally, Rockefeller planned to build all the bridges using this stone, but quickly realized the stones would not work well for many locations and switched to granite for the remaining sixteen bridges. Situated along the lovely Jordan Stream, it is an engineering marvel. One can reach this bridge either by hiking about a mile from Jordan Pond House using the carriage roads or via the Jordan Stream Trail.
Those of you who have been reading my blog, know how much I enjoy the bridges along the carriage roads. Two fun and interesting things happened this week regarding the bridges. The first was that I got to “introduce” a new friend to Acadia National Park and the bridges for the first time. He is now an “enthusiast”. The second was a friend of mine who lives here on the island introduced me to the website of a local photographer who is photographing all the bridges at night, using volunteers holding flashlights. I don’t know if I’ll have a chance to participate, but the results are really spectacular!
Here is the link: www.paintingbridges.com If you have enjoyed my photographs of the carriage road bridges, you will really enjoy these!
In the meantime, here is a picture of Duck Brook Bridge in the late afternoon fall light, nature’s light only. 🙂