Caution

Submerged traffic cone,

Submerged traffic cone, Newport Harbor, Newport, RI.

I don’t know what this cone was supposed to be for. Warning people about a spill the size of the Atlantic Ocean, maybe.

Either way, I am glad to be home.

Pentultimate Day

From my last full day on this trip:

Three Days of the Camera

Beach Lawn

Restaurant outbuilding, Nantucket Island.

Restaurant outbuilding, Nantucket Island.

I’ll keep the posted photos to three or four a day. These were the best of about a hundred that I kept from today on Nantucket Island.

On to Martha’s Vineyard:

Farewell and adieu to you fair Spanish ladies,
Farewell and adieu to you ladies of Spain,
For we’ve received orders,
Put a sail back to Boston,
And so nevermore,
Shall we see you again…

Cascade

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Crystal Cascade, Pinkham Notch, NH.

I don’t know what the shadowy loop is, but it shows up in five or six frames. Kind of ominous. Good thing I’m not a superstitious person.

I’m off to Hyannis, Mass., on a solo trip to unwind and relax for once. Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard, and Nantucket, all by my lonesome.

Let’s see just how many photos of blurry waves one man can take.

Sherman

Metal Earth laser cut steel model of U.S. Army M4 Sherman Tank, assembled (quarter included for scale).

Metal Earth laser cut steel model of U.S. Army M4 Sherman Tank, assembled.

It took more than 49,000 Sherman Tanks to beat Germany and Japan in World War II… and one to beat me.

This little kit took ten hours to put together. It also took a pair of tweezers, a pair of magnetic needle nose pliers, a crapload of painful pokes and hangnails, and many, many swear words. Given that I over-folded two essential pieces and had them fall apart in my hands, profanity must be the glue holding everything together.

It’s a miracle this thing is standing at all. It should have wound up smashed flat, like one of Matthew McConaughey’s True Detective beer cans.

Also bought the Soviet T-34. Forget it.

Bolts

Snowmobile trail, March thaw, Gorham, NH.

Snowmobile trail, March thaw, Gorham, NH.

Oregon is beautiful. Towering, snowy peaks. Sweeping high-desert vistas. Deep, lush forests.

New Hampshire’s beautiful, too. A little edgy, though. Oregon is Dances with Wolves. New Hampshire is a Tim Burton movie.

High Flight

IMG_6146I was walking with Deidre yesterday evening when I heard a familiar rumble from the sky. It was nice to hear because in my new home, overflights are rare. This bad boy was heading northeast, and through the telephoto lens he looked like he was really moving along. It didn’t look like he was going land anytime soon. According to my iPhone, this was a 757 and the destination was Frankfurt. How about that?

I miss airplanes. When I lived in Portland, the sky was never empty. My school sat next to the airport, so every ten minutes brought the sound of big passenger planes lumbering aloft, carrying people or freight to places far away. Often I’d hear F-15’s from the adjacent National Guard base rattling the windows. After school, I’d walk to tutoring assignments in Northeast and stop to watch the FedEx twin-engine props come in low, bringing in evening deliveries from the rest of the state.

I loved it all. One, the sky wasn’t so lonely, and two, airplanes make me happy. Every flight seems like a miracle. Airplanes remind us that we as a species are pretty damn clever. In fact, we’re so smart that we routinely tell gravity to go to hell, and we come back to earth when we’re good and ready.

Winter Wrapup

Waning gibbous moon, Gorham, NH, March 10, 2015.

Waning gibbous moon, Gorham, NH, March 10, 2015.

Clearing out my hard drive of winter photos in the hopes that spring will get here quicker.

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    M-60 main battle tank, Whitefield, NH, Feb. 21, 2015.

M-60 main battle tank, Whitefield, NH, Feb. 21, 2015.

I’m sure there’s a perfectly good reason for an M-60 Patton tank to be parked in Whitefield.

Winter Wrapup 4

Frozen runoff between Gorham and Berlin, NH, March 2, 2015.

Frozen runoff between Gorham and Berlin, NH, March 2, 2015.

Screen Shot 2015-04-05 at 2.24.52 PMI’m sure you’re curious what this pretty green ice would taste like if consumed. This handy chart probably sums it up:

Winter Wrapup 5

22° degree halo around the sun, Gorham, NH, March 10, 2015.

22° degree halo around the sun, Gorham, NH, March 10, 2015.

Halos around the sun and moon are caused by high, thin clouds of ice crystals. Of course, I’ve learned that you don’t have to fly to 50,000 feet to find ice crystals around here, even in March.

Waxing

Crescent moon, March 24, 2015; f/6.3, 1/100, ISO 400.

Crescent moon, March 24, 2015; f/6.3, 1/100, ISO 400.

Shot this tonight while leaving school. No tripod, lens extended to 250mm.

It was 0°F this morning, but it got up to probably 35 or so by afternoon. So it’s getting warmer. A little.

Little Berlin

Residential neighborhood with apartment buildings, Berlin, NH.

Residential neighborhood with apartment buildings, Berlin, NH.

More tilt shift fake miniature photography, this one of the nearby town city (sorry, Berlin) of Berlin. I’d hoped to do an entire series of these for the April part of my “show” at White Mountain Cafe. It won’t happen, because I just can’t get enough of these to work. I’m pretty sure it wouldn’t look as good on paper as it does here on the screen. Also, I miss “real” photography and I have enough learning ahead of me without a gimmick distracting me.

So with that project D.O.A., here are a couple of the photos that did kinda work, which made the life size buildings sorta look like they’re miniature.

Berlin, again:

Residential neighborhood with apartment buildings, Berlin, NH.

Residential neighborhood with apartment buildings, Berlin, NH.

Residential neighborhood with apartment buildings, Berlin, NH.

Berlin, NH.

Closer to home with our local baseball diamond:

Our local baseball diamond.

Baseball diamond at Libby Park, Gorham, NH.

Here’s another shot from the same park:

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Park building, Gorham, NH.

I like this one from a pull-out on Highway 16 south of town that I shot in October:

FALL RIVER

Peabody River, Highway 16, Gorham, NH.

The entrance to the Mount Washington Auto Road further down the highway:

Entrance to the Mt. Washington Auto Road, Pinkham Notch, NH.

Entrance to the Mt. Washington Auto Road, Pinkham Notch, NH.

The Mount Washington Hotel in Bretton Woods, site of a famous conference in the 1940s that gave us the World Bank, the International Monetary Fund, and a couple dozen stupid conspiracy theories:

Mount Washington Hotel, Bretton Woods, NH.

Mount Washington Hotel, Bretton Woods, NH.

I’ll close with my best, using a photo that I took in 2011 back in Portland. This is from the Tram that crosses Interstate 5 and climbs the hill to Oregon Health Sciences University:

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Southwest Portland, Ore., from Tram.

I might get back to this fake mini stuff later. Until then, a return to “real” photography. I don’t think I’ve had a decent shot worth framing since Christmas.

Starting Lineup

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My photos are up on the wall at White Mountain Cafe & Bookstore until May 1. What a nice little surprise this whole thing turned out to be.