Archive for February, 2012

Moon, Jupiter, Venus, stars, and aircraft

Posted in 5DMII, Available Light, Composite, sky on February 29, 2012 by budbranch

This is a composite of 548 night sky photos taken over the span of 4 hours last week.  You can easily see Jupiter, Venus, and our Moon setting lower right.  Many aircraft light streaks were included (each exposure was 20 seconds, so any aircraft wandering through was rendered as a streak).  The light at the bottom was created by the chance return of a car to the parking lot.

Local Color

Posted in 5DMII, Available Light, HDR on February 27, 2012 by budbranch

Lots of nice lines, I think.  And colors…


Posted in Available Light, Canon S95, paragliding on February 25, 2012 by budbranch

I am training to be paraglider pilot!   I made these images this week at the soccer fields at Darden Towe Park, where I and my instructor were practicing “kiting” the paraglider wing in gentle wind.

Dahlia Glow

Posted in 5DMII, Available Light on February 19, 2012 by budbranch

This was lit with a north-facing window…

Tim O’Brien & Uncle Henry’s Favorites

Posted in 5DMII, Available Light, music on February 16, 2012 by budbranch

A great night of live music!

Tim played a favorite John Hartford tune “Gentle On My Mind”:

It’s knowing that your door is always open and your path is free to walk
That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag rolled up and stashed behind your couch
And it’s knowing I’m not shackled by forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
That keeps you in the backroads by the rivers of my mem’ry
That keeps you ever gentle on my mind

It’s not clinging to the rocks and ivy planted on their columns now that bind me
Or something that somebody said because they thought we fit together walking
It’s just knowing that the world will not be cursing or forgiving
When I walk along some railroad track and find
That you’re moving on the backroads by the rivers of my mem’ry
And for hours you’re just gentle on my mind

Though the wheat fields and the clotheslines
And the junkyards and the highways come between us
And some other woman’s crying to her mother cause she turned and I was gone
I still might run in silence, tears of joy might stain my face
And the summer sun might burn me till I’m blind
But not to where I cannot see you walking on the backroads
By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind

I dip my cup of of soup back from a gurgling, crackling cauldron in some train yard
My beard a roughened coal pile and a dirty hat pulled low across my face
Through cupped hands round a tin can I pretend to hold you to my breast and find
That you’re wavin’ from the backroads by the rivers of my mem’ry
Ever smiling, ever gentle on my mind

More pics here…

Still Life

Posted in 5DMII, Flash on February 15, 2012 by budbranch

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