Things

I ran across this old workhorse while walking on a new neighborhood path.  I didn't have my real camera.  Luckily, the path and the truck were close enough to return that afternoon.  I visited it often before the landowners closed the path down.

Now, developers are building a bunch of housing in the area, so my Old Truck's days are probably numbered.

D850, 85mm, ISO 6400 f/5.6, 4-Seconds, WB 4000K

A "professional" photographer once said, “The biggest cliché in photography is sunrise and sunset."  Well, she's an idiot.  Sunrises and Sunsets are probably why photography was invented.

A cursory search of the internet for her images shows how little she knows and how uninteresting her stuff is.  She teaches at a college . . . in California, of Course!  This sad person needs to go to the Keys.  I can guarantee more people visit Mallory Square at Sunset in a week than will ever see her crap.

I hope she is only teaching mechanics and not form.

I'm a Southern Railway kid.  My dad was their Supervisor of Communications, so I was around trains a lot when I was growing up.  Nothing relaxes me like the sound of a train whistle in the distance.

There's a Sleep Sound for that.

Southerners are the only people in this nation who are not allowed their history.

The only Southern monument in Charlottesville is in the UVA Cemetery.  Its days are probably numbered.  Hell, they even removed the Lewis, Clark, Sacagawea monument.  I spent the better part of a day photographing all of the monuments in the city before they were removed.  I love this town, but it is home to some of the biggest bozos in the solar system.

Who doesn't love a good lighthouse?  I'm an East Coast Boy hunting for them all.

I'm a Legacy Birdwatcher.  Mom gave my brothers and me Nature and Music.  I carry my bird book and binoculars everywhere.  Now that I have a proper wildlife lens, I'm photographing them more.  I'll spend hours by the feeder, hoping to catch one in my viewfinder, but I need to be more patient when out in the woods.