Spring At The Ogle Cabin

Although you may not realize it,

the most expensive part of photography

is going on location.

I would love to be able  create a photo like this in 

my backyard. But no, I spend 12 hours driving 

to and from the location just to get this photo.

Leaving Sunday afternoon, driving 6 hours.

a motel room for the night,

work all day Monday for this and other photos,

A motel room for Monday night,

a 6 hour drive back home today.

After all that, I had better come back with good photos.

People think that the cameras are expensive.

In the "old days"  they thought film and processing

were expensive.

Let me tell you. It does not take very many 

trips to and from a location to add up 

to the cost of your camera.

There is an old photo expression,

"F/8 and be there".

Well, the F/8 is the easy part.

The "being there" is the hard part.

The time and $$ part.

If you are just starting in this field,

my advice is:

 always take the time to do it right the first time.

BUT

There are some projects that are worth

whatever it takes to get the photo

that is in my mind.

This was one of those.....

I had this photo in mind for a month

before I had the opportunity to create it.

I knew that the trees around the cabin would

bloom a wonderful white.

I also knew that they would turn green

very soon after the white bloom.

There was a very limited window of 

opportunity to "Be There".

So, multiple trips over several weeks

were necessary.

The weather was a factor, it needed to be

a high overcast day. 

Bright sun  would have killed the delicate

high values of the leaves.

A dark overcast would not have had

the sparkle that I felt the scene

just had to have.

Sometimes, it is all worth while.

I am just glad that I got the right 

combination of bloom & weather this year.

Many of my works have taken years to accomplish.

Fall At The Ogle Cabin

From many years ago.

It does not look like this now.

It is true that all we have to show for

all our experiences are our

Photographs and our Memories.

Gone But Not Forgotten

While looking over some of my old photos....

The ones taken with a film camera.

I ran across this gem.

The barn has now gone back to the earth

and the guardian deer no longer

hang out at this spot.

But once, it was a favorite place of mine.

A place to relax, to watch nature,

and to interact with the natives.

Gone, but not forgotten.

Cabin In Fog

Leaves from last fall carpet the ground

around this cabin,

as fog blankets the entire area.

Sure signs of spring flowers on the way.

On Tuesday it snowed here.

Now it is 60* and sunny.

Maybe, at long last....Spring!

Mystic Trail

A trail to nowhere, not really,

Once a wagon trail, used to bring in food and supplies 

to rugged settlers in the mountains.

Now, in the fog,  a place of the spirits

of past residents both human and animal.

Stop for a moment and listen...

maybe  you can hear the hoof beats,

the creak of wagon wheels,

and the conversations of the drivers.