The New River.
Around these parts, folks like to claim that the New River is one of the oldest rivers in the world. Whether that’s true or not is argued by geologists and historians, but it really doesn’t matter.
We sure do love our river.
Please visit Life on the Bike for more images of the New River surrounded by the beautiful colors of fall.
Contentment: a few quiet moments on the bank of the New River.
To see more photos from a lovely day on the bike, please visit Sunday Afternoon Ride.
As I walked around the house one evening this past week, I saw the setting sun shining brightly on the leaves of this small tree. As my friend Gary says “right time, right place”.
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Have an enjoyable weekend, whatever the weather and whichever hemisphere you’re in!
Flame On
Participation in Monochromia has encouraged me to seek out subjects that will convert beautifully to B&W (as opposed to in the past when I would convert mostly when the color didn’t turn out quite right. Hey … Just being honest here). Anyway, there was much about this gas lantern that drew my eye, in particular, the flame. Yet no matter how I processed the image, I just wasn’t able to get that lovely orange glow to stand out sans color. While somewhat disappointed with that, it wasn’t until I got home that I realized that I’d caught the reflection of a flag hanging in front of an adjacent building. What a nice happy accident!
Okay all you photographers out there: how would you have emphasized that flame?
If you’d like, check out Life on the Bike to see other images from my brief visit to Charlottesville, VA last week.
It’s not uncommon to hear people describe B&W images as dramatic, moody, even ominous. Yet the day was bright, the sky a deep blue, and the grass so green under the shining sun, and my goal was to reflect that in this image. How’d I do?
Each time I drive up the dirt road to visit my friend Cherie, I look at this barn. I can’t tell you how often I’ve taken a shot and just how often it didn’t work. This time, though, the light was right. Check out the color version on Life on the Bike and Other Fab Things and let me know what you think.
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I Swear…..
I’d just returned home from my trip to Kentucky, and had spent the previous 3 hours riding in the rain. The light, and the shadows, and the raindrops on the windshield, stopped me in my (very wet, dripping )tracks. My bike was dripping, too, but it had brought me home safely and that, my friends, is all that really matters.
Come on over to Life on the Bike and Other Fab Things to see more images from my adventures on, and off, the bike. Please check out the blogs of my fellow contributors to Monochromia, too!
The Salt Pond
Vacation and another early morning walk, this time along the Salt Pond.
Seriously! How could a person not feel more peaceful just by gazing upon this reflection? I try to remember this lovely scene as I balance the demands of life and while I may not always balance them as perfectly as this reflection, I do know that life is good and I am fortunate. I hope the same for you.
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Depsite the rain and cloudy skies that I encountered while riding through the hills and hollers of Kentucky, I was none the less, struck by the beauty of the area. Walking into the mist during an early morning hike in Breaks Interstate Park, I was surrounded by the quiet sounds of morning in the woods. The light coming through the trees let me know that the canyon was not too far off, but once I arrived, I had to use my imagination as to what lay before me. No disappointment though … just peace.
The return to work, and life in general, has so far been a barrier to sharing the tales of my recent travels. I will get it done, however, and I’ll hope you’ll come on over to Life on the Bike and Other Fab Things to ride those roads with me.
Be sure to check out the blogs of the other Monochromia contributors, too!
Infinity
Some would say that overcast and rainy days are not fitting for vacations on the Chesapeake Bay. On the contrary, these types of days encourage quiet walks and talks with friends (and loud, joyful laughing, too), cookouts on the beach, and if you’re me, even a bit of play in the water.
I’d also get up every morning and spend an hour or so with the camera. Something kept me coming back to this dock and this perspective.
The dock, and the world, just seemed to go on forever.
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