Autumnal-reflection beaver-blogging!

(A beaver in Rock Creek, as seen from the Kensington Parkway bridge, Saturday, October 31, 2015.)

Fall-blooming camellia-blogging, part II!

Autumn Weekend Now-and-Then Beaver Blogging! [featuring ear-tagged beaver-pairs in drop-crates]

Yesterday morning, at the Kensington Parkway bridge over Rock Creek, I saw a beaver on the downstream side.

It swam under the bridge, so I crossed, and saw it emerge on the upstream side.

I watched it for a while.

And then it swam away upstream.

This morning, courtesy of my sister and the Washington Post, I saw ear-tagged beaver-pairs in drop-crates. And you can too:

Fall-blooming camellia-blogging!

Won't you please come in?

Views from the bridge.

Over this three-day Labor Day weekend, I walked each morning to the Kensington Parkway bridge over Rock Creek, with a telephoto zoom lens on a full-frame digital SLR.


Saturday morning:

Sunday morning:

Monday morning: 

(click any image for full-screen)

Heraclitus, revisited. (Or, sorry I haven't written lately; what's been happening this month?)

I've written recently about Heraclitus, and my goal of taking photos of Bucky that are distinct.

Sometimes, though, like when he stands in the window-light at the top of the stairs and looks into my portrait lens, images from different days can be pretty damn similar:

(19 October 2014)

(27 October 2014)

So, it was nice to get a chance (at bedtime) to snap a shot that is different:

(25 October 2014)

Thanks, Bucky.

(Click on any image for full-screen.)

Cubist, but operational.

Last night, a train pulled into the Forest Glen Metro station just as I was rotating my iPhone to take a 180-degree "panoramic" photograph of the platform:

Here's a closeup of the train:

I boarded that train and can report that in spite of its shattered appearance, it ran just fine.

Okay, one more crop:

(Click any image for full-screen view.)

Guess who came by as I was shooting the Morning Glories?

"...close to music..."

"The true content of a photograph is invisible, for it derives from a play, not with form, but with time. One might argue that photography is as close to music as to painting."

- John Berger, from "Understanding a Photograph" (1968).

Bucky, December 2010. (Click image for full-screen.)

(Reprise.)

Bucky was back at the top of the stairs.

8/31/2014 (click image for full-screen)

"OAK, RED"

(seen this morning in Rock Creek Park)

The Bucky Variations*.

Heraclitus said that "Everything changes and ... you cannot step twice into the same stream."

If, however, you take several photographs of the same stream – or dog – they may not look all that different.

But what if you use different lenses?

Here is Bucky standing at the top of the stairs, as seen through three different lenses** (click any image for full-screen):

Fuji X100S***, 5/28/14.

Nikkor 105 mm f/2 "defocus control" lens****, 8/9/14

Lensbaby LM-10*****, 8/12/14.

And there you have it: Three different views of Bucky at the top of the stairs.

I admit that these may not reflect three different ways of being, a la Heraclitus, but instead may depict three different ways of seeing, a la John Berger. But, for most of us, ways of seeing are ways of being. And, as for me, I am grateful to Bucky, who has taught me new ways of being, and of seeing.


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        *  With footnotes.
     **   And cameras.
   ***   Built-in 23 mm f/2 lens (35 mm equivalent focal length = 35 mm).
 ****  On a full-frame Nikon digital SLR.
***** On an iPhone.

Late-Summer Indoor Black&White Dog-Blogging!

Bucky, 8/17/14 (click image for full-screen)

Late-Summer Dog-Blogging!

Bucky, yesterday morning. Click image for full-screen.

Every garden should have one!

Sentinel hummingbird, backyard, 7/30/14.
Click image for full-screen.

Forget about the Man in the Moon.

(Bucky, 7/23/2014; click image for full-screen)

A pair of pairs.

We get most of our vegetables from the Lancaster Farm Fresh Cooperative.

(Photos: July 10th; click image for full-screen.)

Is the black-and-white flower the prettiest?

(Bucky backyard on 7/24/14; click image for full-screen)

“This is the only reality there is.”

“Everyone has his own reality in which, if one is not too cautious, timid or frightened, one swims. This is the only reality there is.”

-Henry Miller, from Stand Still Like the Hummingbird (1962)

(photos: backyard, July 18th; click image for full-screen)