Tarmac ribbons criss-crossing the landscape, dusty back roads twisting between the cool shadows of ancient pines, and less traveled pathways connecting present to past, all I wander, seeking, seeing, with my keyboard and camera capturing scenes and stories to share with you.

Now in its seventh year, this venue has become an important part of my life, a place where I can express my thoughts and feelings about the things I see and do, hoping the process brings me a bit closer to friends and family who enjoy sharing my sometimes chaotic and often nonlinear observations and ideas. A journal, I suppose, but one with which I find pleasure in thinking others are alongside me on my journey.

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August 27, 2012

NEXT: 38!

OLYMPUS E-PL1 PROJECT

... after dropping alison off at logan airport, i decided to make the drive home a bit of an experiment ... since i got my "new" impala i've been able to get 34-36 miles-per-gallon on long-distance trips, and i've always wondered if i could manage to do better ... this afternoon was the test ... "last gas on route 1" in west peabody to the bottom of the exit ramp in waterville ... like me, those of you who drove in the pre-radar olden days are probably thinking of this as a "less than two hours" run ... in these times, however, mature wisdom, economic realities, and, i suppose, even a bit of concern for the environment, all have brought a new challenge to that stretch of highway ...

... as you can see, i "averaged" 61.2 miles-per-hour, which included traffic, construction slow-downs, and four toll stops ... according to my gps unit, other'n during these times the cruise control held the vehicle to exactly 64 miles-per-hour ... radio was blaring, fan spun at mid-speed (ugh, yes, that's a sacrifice on my part), and the air conditioner was set to keep the interior of cab quite comfortable despite outside temperatures which for most of the ride were in the low-80s ... alison surprised me by having the oil changed, so, contrary to my usual demands, the tires were inflated for "comfort" rather'n "less roll resistance" ... half-way back i began to think i might hit 36.7-36.9 mpgs, so when i passed through augusta i was stunned to realize that i was going to do better'n that ... not only did i achieve 37.3 mpgs, but the figure held all the way to when i parked the car downtown ...

... what does this all mean ... well, i'm sure it says something about the efficiency of a 3,764 lb. car powered by a 213 cubic inch 6-cylinder engine exerting its 211 horsepower through a 4-speed automatic transmission ... it might even be a comment about my driving skills, since the government epa figures, which tend to be a bit inflated, give the "official" highway mileage at 29 mpgs ... mostly, however, it's just a reflection of the world in which we're going to be living ... and, perhaps, grounds for another try ... 38 miles-per-gallon, perhaps ... hmmmmmmm, there's a "double-dog dare ya" if i've ever heard one ...


"NEW," TWO YEARS AGO

EAST POND WEDDING


NIKON D200-SIGMA 17-70@42MM-F4.5-1/40th-ISO100-FILL FLASH   
... melissa and chris, a most delightful couple, invited me to be the "official" photographer for their wedding on east pond ...

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... it was quite sunny out, so after the ceremony i took the group over to a small glade at the edge of the woods that i had scouted out earlier in the day  ...

NIKON D200-NIKKOR 18-135@95MM-F6.3-1/50th-ISO400-FILL FLASH   
... watching them stand in the glaring sun as they waited to make their entrance, for a second i managed to put away my color eyes, reminding myself of how contrast is often hidden beneath hue ...

NIKON D200-NIKKOR 18-135@44MM-F8-1/200th-ISO200-FILL FLASH   
... my good friend, chuck, had graciously allowed his skippering services so that melissa and chris could enjoy a sunset cruise on east pond ...

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... entering the reception hall, i happened to glance sideways down the length of the porch that encircles the building ... i noticed this little flower girl sitting on a bench ... again, as always, i find myself both perplexed and in awe as to the workings of the photographer's mind ... from that first glance, i walked through another entrance, turned, strolled another thirty feet or so, then raised my camera to eye as i stepped into the mid-building doorway which framed her ... she was looking down–CLICK ... she peeked up at me, head barely lifted–CLICK ... i waited ... i waited ... i waited forever, because, after all, that's what photographers know how to do ... she looked up again, allowing me that i humored her–CLICK ... (the color version of this, and many, others, too, is at the wedding album page of my website, "melissa & chris," i'd be most interested to know which you like better) ...

... while i was packing up to leave melissa and chris thanked me for being their photographer, then they paid me ... can you believe that, they actually gave me money ... kind of like if you spent a day enjoying all the rides at disneyland, then, on your way out, ol' walt himself came up to you, gave you a big hug, and said, "oh, i hope you had a great time ... we're so happy you came, here's some money for your efforts" ... not that i minded, of course, since i'm sure the car's soon to make another odd noise, but ... hmmmm, well, seeing as spending time with such a wonderful couple was both cake and icing, i guess i will have to consider the cash as the take-home box ... !!! ...

"To photograph: it is to put on the same line of sight the head, the eye and the heart."
HENRI CARTIER-BRESSEN