Sitting quietly, doing nothing,
Spring comes, and the grass grows,
by itself.
–Matsuo Bashō
Tag: photography
Reflections
As the sun slowly sank in the west . . .
Da Boids
“Da Boids” is New York for “The Birds.” As in “Toity poiple boids all poiched in a twee, toity poiple boids all choipin at me. Choip, choip, choip.”
Anyway, these are some kind of water bird with little tail-like feathers on their heads. They stalk their prey, as does the heron, but on considerably shorter legs. Altogether, they are rather lovely, with their bright legs and blue feathers. They are found inland as well as near the shore.
Bumpers
Something to keep from smashing into someone else!
Kitchen
While I love the convenience of digital, I find I am being drawn more into the slower moves of analog / film photography because of the subtleties one finds in film. The colors vary with film, exposure factors, lens and camera, and while it is possible to emulate them digitally, it just isn’t there visually.
Nikon FM2N, Elicar 55mm f2.8 Macro, Lomo 100 changed to b&w.
Ink, Yarn & Beer 