“Surrounded”
“Abstract Interweb”
Spider web + freezing fog + flash + red gel.
“Sugary Fireworks”
Freezing fog can make most anything prettier.
“Sea of Fog”
As I’d hoped, the summit of Mount Pisgah was above the valley fog, and I took photos in the dawn light until my fingers started hurting too much to keep going and I had to get back to hiking to warm up.
28 degrees and foggy out there this morning. Perfect day for a hike!
(It’s always a perfect day for a hike).
On the plus side, Osprey replaced my old Duro 15 for free under their “Almighty Guarantee” after determining they couldn’t mend the hipbelt pockets.
On the minus side, the new design is disastrously worse for my use (attaching camera gear via anchor points that are no longer there) so I’m not sure what I’m going to do with the damned thing.
“New Growth”
“Predator Success”
Seen on the way to Blanket Creek Falls.
“Out Front”
It was a bit tough walking the dog in below-freezing temperatures this morning, but taking the camera along made it more pleasant. If only I could train the dog to sit while I compose and focus!
“Blanket Creek Falls”
I spent several hours on some serious bushwhacking yesterday to get to the spot where I could take this picture. Not 100% sure it was worth the risk, but it did turn out to be a very pretty spot that I’m sure almost no one ever sees.
“The Slot”
Erosion at work along Brice Creek. Also testing the new “punchy blender” preset in Darktable.
“Reaching”
Just some moss hanging on to a cliff face.
“Cascade of Light”
2-second exposure from behind Upper Trestle Creek Falls.
“Ghost Leaf”
“Clear and Cold”
With bonus reflected trees.
“Creation Blues”
Actually, frost on top of my car this morning.
“Quality of Light”
Another view of Brice Creek Falls.
“Art of a River”
From a technical standpoint, this is a pretty horrible photo. But I still like the way it evokes the confusion of the water on Brice Creek yesterday.
“Brice Creek Falls”
One of the stops on today’s 16-mile hike. I’m so glad to live in Oregon.
“Confusion”
The gardening sites tell me azaleas bloom in April or May in Zone 8b, where I live. So according to this bush down the road I’ve misplaced at least two months somewhere.
