Wednesday, March 5, 2014


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From the window of my car, I took this photo of the mist clinging to the pines on my way to Rogue River, Oregon on Tuesday. My son and I went to arrange for prep work on re-building my place that had to be demolished last year. Photos from the windows aren’t great but it was a beautiful drive all through the mountains.
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At a rest stop I got a shot of this common little bird. Pretty boring stuff, of course, but my camera always wants to capture everything I see, so I can see it again. And, there is a point this.
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At the property, Neighbor Phil was passing by with five of his dogs in his all terrain vehicle. He joined a gaggle of us talking on the driveway. Deanna Granacki, Stephanie Khrone, Bill Regal, and over a period of two hours, Pat Murphy, and Tim Hart, two contractors we had appointments with. It was really fun to talk to my old neighbors I hadn’t seen in a long time.
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Phil drove me up to his house to say hello to Ginnie, and check out all the work they’ve done on their property since Phil retired.
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And, it was all downhill from there. At this point, I didn’t know it.
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This is supposed to be a photo of Doug and Deanna. But, no, it is “downhill”. I later determined, when I went into the house at Ginnie’s, their new shepherd puppy, (not one of the five on the ATV) jumped on me and I must have hit something on my camera buttons that put my camera on a 10 second timer.
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From that point on, none of my pictures turned out. Bummer. I went to take a picture of some gorgeous yellow crocuses. Then moved to a lesser grouping of purple crocuses. Since I stayed on a subject for 10 seconds. I got the shot purple crocuses.
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The same for this photo out the window on the way home. Not the photo I was trying for, but I had my camera focused to take another, and this is what I got. I will say the drive up and back in the overcast was beautiful, the misty cloud formations and verdant hills, patterned fields.  I tried to get a picture of the lowest I’ve ever seen Lake Shasta. Nada! Well, the lesson here, is bring your book, read directions. It was in the car I realized my photos hadn’t turned out but I couldn’t remember how to get it off timer.  I hate it when I do stuff like that. But, the trip was very productive.

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