Tuesday, January 31, 2012

From Another Perspective

For a late January day the air was cool and crisp, but not insufferable, especially in the hills of Tennessee Sunday. It was so clear, I decided to click my camera to an f/11 setting to keep a nice depth of field and everything basically be in focus. A cloudless sky and near noon-day sun kept things brilliantly lit up. Composition-wise, I didn't really want the big tree situated in the middle, but I had no alternative; did not want to trespass and/or get shot while I was shooting!

Monday, January 30, 2012

Tennessee Ramblings




It was a pretty day yesterday, so Pam and I decided to pack a picnic lunch and head up to Tennessee for a little photo/day trip. Zipped right by this one, then turned around shot several pics here. I guess the red paint hadn't faded too much after all to still be an eye-catcher. (Best viewed larger; be sure to click photos).


Included the old house in this one. Pam saw the old water pump before I did ( in silhouette down by the tree on the left).


This is a panoramic I stitched or photomerged from two shots to include the daffodils on the right.

Saturday, January 28, 2012

Our Two Huskies

They are from the same litter - Lila and Nia.

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Masterson's Mill Pond


Old mill pond dam, located about 1.5 miles from my home. It is the site of an old gristmill (you can see the remains of the wheel on the right).

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Sheer Red

Another one from the archives.

Monday, January 9, 2012

Sarah In Red

Going back through the archives for this one. Sarah was a natural.

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Meet Mr. Spot

He came for a visit, but decided to stay. (Good thing too, 'cause I was greatly out-numbered with all these womens).

Monday, January 2, 2012

Bye, bye, Gabby

We had to put Gabrielle to sleep this morning.  She was almost 15 years old, and had declined in health the last several days. She couldn't get up on her hind legs and Pam had to spoon-feed her. Just couldn't stand to see her suffer anymore, so we called the vet to ease her out. Gab, we'll miss you, old girl.