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full moon on march 19, 2011

First time trying to (literally) shoot the moon. I was surprised it turned out as well as it did handheld.

For the record: ISO 100, f4.5, 1/250 @ 200mm (cropped)


Sandy Point

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snapshots from skyline drive and harpers ferry

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Netflix Monday: “Sweetgrass”

Every now and then, I miss working outside all day long. And watching this documentary, it’s easy to prescribe reasons why these “cowboys” should continue sheepherding in the wilds of Montana. Still, this isn’t a romantic look at a dwindling profession (the way the farmers sling newborn lambs is far from PETA-approved, there’s more than one amusing profanity-laced meltdown, etc); Sweetgrass shows it how it is–as much as any film can–in part by avoiding narration, musical cues, or overt narrative. As such, it requires quite a bit of patience from the modern viewer (but not nearly as much as the monastic retreat that is Into Great Silence!)

Since I’m stuck in the suburbs for at least another year, for now, I’ll content myself with a lustful visit to Land and Farm after a long day–and, of course, watching this (exquisitely photographed) documentary.


Mother and child

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Trip West: 7

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Portland. My dad told us a joke where a stranger meets a little boy and asks, “hey sonny, does it always rain here?” The kid thinks for a while….”I’m not sure, I’m only six years old.”

(insert groans)

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Windstorm in Seattle

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The BSG exhibit at the EMP in Seattle was sort of cool…if you had just finished watching the series, that is. (I had). I only finish the finale had been over as fast as the exhibit was.

Needless to say, there were lots of really nerdy people there.

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The place, we decided, would be awesome if you weren’t any sort of musician. Or if the demos you could record in their “studios” were free w/the price of admission (which was set at recording-industry levels of heart-clutching, wallet grasping, sell-a-kidney-ing. Maybe the nearly-empty building was a worthy symbol for rock and roll, after all…) Anyway, if you were a musician, you’d probably enjoy going to your local guitar center more. (Note the lack of music-paraphernalia pictures here. Jimmy’s shards just didn’t do much for me.)

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The outside of the building was much more impressive.

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Trip West: 5

Oregon Coast

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(also known as Thomas Kincaid, bite it)

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