Tuesday, May 31, 2011
I shot this Sunday while moving among the Carnaval parade participants. It doesn't really convey the sense of color and celebration that surrounded me (I'll post a picture or two of that later in the week), but it is a shot that I like quite a bit.
Monday, May 30, 2011
Friday, May 27, 2011
Thursday, May 26, 2011
That fourth bird is the lone female in a flotilla of eight to ten courting Wood Ducks.
Today's the day my reconfigured new computer comes home. And then tomorrow I have to go away for a long weekend... But I should be back to full force posting soon.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Friday, May 20, 2011
I shot this guy from across the street, luckily catching the two tennis balls he was juggling one-handed in mid-air (it took about four shots to get this one -- and it's kind of hard to tell, but he was carrying a broom in the other hand). Troy and I followed him for about six blocks deep into the Tenderloin, hoping to get him to pose for us. When we finally caught up with him, he was not at all interested in having us take his picture.
Oops. Too late.
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
(Apparently) abandoned house on the site of the Finch Ranch, upper Carmel Valley.
We spent an hour in Mr. Finch’s house that evening. Two brothers, Americans, have a ranch, and are raising horses. Mrs. Finch seemed a meek, sad woman, with more culture and sensibility than her husband, and evidently pining for other lands and other scenes here in this lonely place, away from the world, almost away from the “rest of mankind.” The house was of sticks plastered with mud, the floor, the earth. Two pretty little girls were playing upon a grizzly skin before the fire. It is a lonely life they lead there.
--William H. Brewer, June 4, 1861
Monday, May 16, 2011
These drinks may or may not be martinis -- in fact, at least one of them might even be water, I really don't know -- but I sure liked how the late afternoon sun shone on them and through them. Isn't it just about happy hour where you are? Cheers!
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Thursday, May 12, 2011
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
This is from a couple of years ago, but I don't think I've ever posted it. Osprey dive like this from 100 to sometimes 500 feet or more, right into the water. As they approach the water they slow a bit, aim, and go in feet first. They're amazingly successful fishers -- Bald Eagles on my lake find it more efficient to chase down an Osprey and take away its fish than to catch one themselves. I've got shots of some of those chases I'll post sometime.
Monday, May 9, 2011
Saturday, May 7, 2011
Friday, May 6, 2011
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
The day after the New Idria trip, I visited the How Weird Street Faire, where I ran into this chap playing his whistle and offering me a great deal for my eternal soul. Little did he know I don't have one.