This week’s photo challenge is Ooh, Shiny! The concept is to photograph something that distracts you.
Through The Lens
My daughter wanted to use her iPhone lens attachments at Butchart Gardens in Victoria, British Columbia. While she was finding the right one to use she asked me to hold this one. Continue reading “Through The Lens”
Butterfly On The Camera
During my Rivanna River float, earlier this summer, my Pentax went for an unexpected swim. Clearly not what any nature photographer wants to happen but things don’t always go as planned. Thankfully I saw the camera fall into the river and pulled it out before it had time to sink too far below the surface. For the rest of the trip I was left shooting with my iPhone and had the camera out in the sun to dry. Continue reading “Butterfly On The Camera”
Solitude On The Rivanna
Most of the Rivanna River is like this. It’s a fairly slow, shallow river. The bottom alternates between sandy and rocky portions without much mud or silt so the water is very clear. There aren’t many people on the river particularly during the week. Continue reading “Solitude On The Rivanna”
Watching Over The River
A Great Blue Heron was flying up the Rivanna River as friends and I were floating the down it. Continue reading “Watching Over The River”
Dispose Of Properly
I found this can on a recent trip to the Rivanna River. My friends and I were trying to recall when beverage cans replaced pull-top tabs, like this one, with pop-top tabs. To the best of our recollection these cans were out of circulation by the early 1980’s. That would make this can roughly 30 – 35 years old! What’s even stranger is last year on the same river I found other pull-top cans. Continue reading “Dispose Of Properly”
The Ever Changing River
This tree trunk is an example of the ever changing nature of rivers. Continue reading “The Ever Changing River”
Weekly Photo Challenge: Focus
Here is my submission for this week’s photo challenge: focus. Continue reading “Weekly Photo Challenge: Focus”
The Avant Guard
The tunnel under the train tracks in Alexandria, VA always looks damp and forbidding. Continue reading “The Avant Guard”