I think I finally got the feel for messing with the camera’s settings for shutter speed, and balancing out the ISO. It’s extremely helpful that my camera lets me know when I’m making errors with the two, as the view screen shows that my world is either darkening or lightening. Somehow I set a small window for the shutter speed (or was that the F-stops?) and I need to eliminate that narrow window.
The 13YO had a day and a half of softball games so I went to work on trying to get some action shots of the girls. When I set the Sports/Action setting on the camera I kept getting a lot of blurred images. I had thought that the camera would capture the action within motion, but it seemed that it was getting more motion than action. I’m not sure if that makes any sense. But once I went to the manual mode and set a higher shutter speed I started to get less of that. So I’ve learned something there.
Out of all the shots today that took, I really like this one. It reminds me that Spring is nearly here (HURRY UP ALREADY!) and that means more ball playing.
The net that saves you from getting a ball to the face.
Day 58, a bit behind.
Not too much to say about today except that I still don’t appreciate my flash.
This is Storm. I wonder what he thinks about Isis not being around. This is the only picture I could get of him looking at me with his eyes open.
Day 57, done.
So much to do, so many projects to tackle. Get it all done. Not enough hours in the day. Work. Home. Play. Family.
Wrong order, dumbass.
The effort of it all is mind numbing. All I want to do is to lock myself in a room and soak up book after book. And take a picture every now and again to learn all about my camera. I want to do that, too. But to relax. To get sucked in to the story. That’s pure bliss.
The girls manage that. I have well worn books to prove it.
Harry Potter, much?
It should be of no surprise that I have yet to get my tripod. This weekend, this weekend. If I say it enough times it just might come true.
Day 56, never let them see you sweat.
I would love to show you the results of my sweating my @$$ off when I got home from work (I’m in the middle of reorganizing/shuffling furniture/spring cleaning/etc. and it’s getting REAL) but I’m sure that’s not nearly as interesting as this picture of my trees in bloom. I love the light quality–not too warm, not too dark.
The glow of a dying sky.
I’m feeling a bit better about Isis today. I know that letting her go was the absolute right thing to do, but I can’t help but miss her. This is the first time I’ve lost a pet like this, and it’s a bitch. I wonder what my other 2 cats might be thinking, and I feel sorry for them, too.
Day 55, damnit.
I’m not much in the mood for picture taking. So here’s a picture of my dwindling orchid. It’s like it’s going around.
It’s like it’s sighing.
Day 54, getting it over with.
Today we put my cat down. Her health had been spiraling out of control. I’ve had Isis for nearly 19 years, and I’m pretty sure that she was at least 2 years old when I rescued her outside my barracks at Fort Drum.
She was a great cat. And she was a bitch. But she was my bitch.
We buried Isis in a sunny spot in the backyard. Isis liked lounging in the sun.
I was surprised to hear a bird singing as we buried my cat. I looked up to find a male Cardinal chirping away in a nearby tree. The 13YO said he was singing for Isis. I like that idea.
Day 53, sad.
One thing that I love about photography (whether you’re good, bad, indifferent or still learning) is that sometimes the most ordinary things take on a different look through a camera lens, and what is captured is altogether surprising and beautiful. Folks nail “that picture” all the time. It’s a bit more of a surprise when it happens for me.
I took this picture from inside my car, listening to an audiobook as I waited for my daughter to get home from school. I had left work early enough hoping to catch her as she walked home, and I thought I might get to snap a few pictures of her completely unaware (stalker much?). Sadly, I became so engrossed in the random pictures I was taking (or was it while I was first playing Candy Crush?!) that I COMPLETELY missed her walking up and into the house. I was in the driveway and failed to see my own daughter come home. Jeesh.
So anyway. While I was knee deep in blissful ignorance, I started taking random pictures. I then started focusing on one of the trees in my front yard when I noticed the buds on the branches. They seem to be a bit anxious for Spring. I can relate.
Come on, you can do it!
This isn’t an extraordinary picture by any stretch, but I really like the light. I really like that I can see the little fuzz on the bud. They are aimed at the sun, almost as if they are pleading to speed up time.
Again, I can relate.
Day 52, ready for Spring.