Archive for the ‘Trees’ Category

Not enough haze to be fog, but enough to lay a filter over my early morning outing.

 

Monday was “Fog and Trees Day” for your friend, Wabi Sabi. I opened the morning in the arboretum with mighty oaks, hungry turkeys and light fog and a few hours later moved into much thicker fog and many acres of fir trees on a Christmas Tree farm in Kewaunee County.

This place should be renamed Leading Lines Tree Farm, a Photographer’s Delight.

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I’ve been here before (and in the fog) and the pure orderly arrangement of perfectly trimmed trees makes my head swim. 

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In a good way.

No matter what angle you take for viewing, it is a pure visual delight. The fog adds another element, blurring rows in the distance and creating a grainy overlay on images.

Click on any picture below to view this set as a gallery.

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So, one minute I’m a diligent and conscientious blogger and the next…”Shiny!”

Yowza! Let the wandering of my attention begin.

Any time I’ve gotten close to anything WordPressy,  I’m  all “Squirrel!” or “Shiny Squirrel” or even “Shiny Chocolate Squirrel!” And, I’m off.

Not that I haven’t been taking pictures. I have. In fact, for the past month or so, I have been Woman Obsessed with Trees. So, to be completely honest, I’ve been spending time with my camera, just not my computer.

This is some of what I’ve been doing and given that I generally do very realistic work, it’s a huge departure.

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I’m not all that sure HOW to share the new stuff,  so I’ve been stockpiling my work instead of sharing it. That pretty much explains my absence.

Plus, there was this shiny squirrel…

From the Department of Cool News, three (!!) of my pieces were juried into the CoPA show in Kenosha. The show opens tomorrow, June 21, at the Anderson Art Center, though I will not be able to attend. (Apparently, the show will open regardless of my presence or lack thereof.)  Truly, an outstandingly beautiful facility. Their website can be found here:

http://www.andersonartscenter.com/index.htm

I am sorry that I have missed reading and commenting on blogs that I follow, especially YOURS. I will get right on that. If I had started looking around, I would have felt all guilty and inadequate because you were all producing and I was not. I anticipate a great wealth of material waiting for my reading pleasure and artistic astonishment.

With Tuesday’s spring “melt”–which lasted an entire day and now we are back to freezing–I wanted to find giant puddles and shoot reflections. I ended up in the Yacht Club/Coast Guard area, across the river from the Pulliam Plant. It’s relatively deserted there with some nice paved surfaces and I didn’t have to sidestep any vehicles, parked or otherwise. (Okay…I outwaited the fool in the green van who was parked DIRECTLY where I wanted to shoot, but that was it.)

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I had a good time, moving my car around the lots with both the heater and the audio system cranked up, soundtracking my work.

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The snowbank-puddle combos provided some very interesting effects.

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And, now that you know what you are looking at, let’s flip an image for a whole different perspective:

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The entire expedition wasn’t monochromatic:

Ta-DA! The Pulliam Plant.

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(I am particularly pleased with that one.)

Finally, capturing this last sign* in a watery typeface seemed quite appropriate:

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And now I will return to the tugboats…which are pretty awesome.

* “Overflow Parking on Grass”

The Aissen Tree Farm in Pilson as seen through the lens of Wednesday’s glorious fog.

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Yesterday was the best fog ever.

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As always, pictures are best viewed larger–click on the image for a better look.

Just four more from Sunday’s fog-on-the-bay shoot.

Generally,  I try to theme the pictures I post here so they make visual or aesthetic sense. (I need to see patterns so I assume most folks do as well.) Today’s set of four are themed in that they are all fog shots done within the space of an hour and at the same general location. They just don’t look as if they might belong together.

Except that I really like them all.

I live a scant mile from the Bay of Green Bay, so fog is no stranger in our neighborhood. It shows up as a big wall of white and squats down on fields and houses and stays until it is ready to wander off in search of new amusements. Sunday’s fog was different:  more of a misty movie fog, lithely sliding around trees, kissing the bay, flirting with the grass.

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This final shot is a current favorite of mine. The fog provided a perfect white backdrop.

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New CR 510 bridge spanning the Dead River in Marquette County.

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This version of the bridge is 532 feet long, stands 100 feet above the water and was opened in 2010 with a price tag of just under 7 million dollars.  In contrast, the old CR510 is 10 feet above the river and was built for a whopping $80,000. (I know: both a dollar and a foot went a lot farther then, right?)

If you look at the second picture in the post from October 12 , you can get a glimpse of the new bridge on the far right of that frame.

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We made a valiant effort to climb all the way to the river, but about 3/4 of the way down, the slope turned vertical and we nixed the idea of battling to the bottom.

It is incredibly windy on the bridge. I don’t travel with a tripod (Bad Wabi Sabi! Go wait in the car!) and one would have made a huge difference in the shots I took from the top.

 CR 510 passes through the Huron Mountains in Marquette County, Michigan. Today’s post features the original CR 510 Bridge spanning the Dead River.  The bridge opened in 1921 and closed to traffic in 2010. Friend Karen scouted this location ahead of time and I am most grateful.

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Holy Zow! I drove to Marquette this week and the drive was exhilarating.  Fall color, which has pretty much pooped-out by an hour north of Green Bay, rebounded again as I entered the Huron Mountain range. As the road became increasingly more hilly and I was making the up/down climb into Marquette,  trees ramped up their drama until I found myself flying through a full-tilt carnival of colors and began to wonder if I’d somehow sailed right into a “Yes! Michigan!” calendar.

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Enjoy a shot of pure full-on autumnal glory and I will give you some background history on the bridge in my next post.

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