Author: Paul

Por la calle – on the street Chris is on his “A year at 28 mm” project. I thought that I’d do something a lot less lofty. I’m going to spend at week at 17 mm, which is 34 mm equivalent, as my Olympus OM-D EM-5 has a 2.0 crop factor. Returning to Mexico in a few weeks. I’ve got an idea for a project, so to speak. I’ll be staying with a Mexican family, interestingly enough, on a street…

Yesterday evening, I was in the park about 90 minutes before sunset. I headed down to what I call the bottom of the park. It’s probably the lowest elevation in the park, perhaps some 20 – 30 feet lower than the highest point. It is on the eastern side of the park; here, it gets light streaming through pretty early, but is plunged into shadow early, as well. I knew that I didn’t have much time. I wanted to hike…

Saturday morning at 2:20 AM, I noticed a different ‘sound’ in the house. Quiet. Gone was the sound of the ear flowing out of the vents, the distant hum of the refrigerator motor, the sound of the movement of the blades of the ceiling fan. All that remained was the sound of crickets from the open window. I awoke to find the house in total darkness. The power had been interrupted. I was without electricity. No mind, it was early…

Now that the weather is cooler, I find myself at Lake Wylie in the evenings. I’ve noticed that there are a lot more people there as well. The bugs are quite under control now. I noticed what I assumed to be a father and his boys fishing along the bank. Well, the father was casting the child-sized fishing pole, then handing it to his son. I stood, watched, photographed, and had memories of my father teaching me to fish as…

Crisp fall air. A little bit of sunshine. A little bit of rain. A rainbow. Some fall color. Squirrels chasing each other through the trees, collecting acorns, defending territories, knocking rain from the leaves onto my head, my camera. All in all, a great way to start the say.

Last week when I was in Beaufort, SC, I awoke early Sunday morning with plans to return to the beach for more photos. That didn’t work out exactly. On the way down the only road to the beach, there was an accident. The police had the eastbound lanes blocked and weren’t letting anyone through. As I looked toward the east, I saw the sky starting to lighten. I’d been waiting for about 15 minutes and figured that I had waited…

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