About an hour from where I live is a major freight yard for the Norfolk Southern railroad.
There is usually a lot of activity with various locomotives moving freight cars of all sorts from one track to another and coupling them together in long trains headed for destinations around the country.
Although you can not get up close to the equipment due to security reasons, there are a few places in the parking area that provide good vantage points looking east or west. A zoom or telephoto lens comes in real handy for close ups and for compressing long distance perspectives. It’s a great spot for railfanning.
It was an overcast day when I took this photo and the light was pretty flat. So I decided to use black and white to better capture the mood.
It was a long way up there, and the views were terrific… but I have to say it was a relief to be back on the ground.
Guess where this photo was taken. Those of you who know me already figured that out.
Ding ding ding that’s right. A garden center.
I visited this place on a weekday morning, and since there were hardly any customers I was able to take my time looking at various plants and flowers. A bonus was being able to spend a good bit of time in the pottery section which is usually very crowded. But not when I was there!
There were pots and planters and jardinieres of every shape and size imaginable. This little grouping caught my eye. I liked the shapes and the contrast in colors and texture. The pot that looks like a coffee mug would hold enough large coffees for eight people!
Not So Subtle
Sunsets in the winter season are so varied. The first photo was taken this time last year and the second one was taken last week. Both photos were taken from the same spot looking in the same direction.
This season has been exceptional as far as intensely bright sunsets go. Some I have photographed and others I have just gazed in awe. It’s good to do that on occasion.
Recently I was asked why I photograph the places or things I do. I photograph subjects that grab my attention, evoke an emotional response and/or inspire my imagination.
This photo is a classic example of all three. It features a cup full of colorants from a custom color paint mixing machine, after the nozzles have been purged for color purity.
First the vibrant color caught my eye. I liked the random patterns that were formed by the various colors.
Second, looking into the cup and seeing all that color reminded me of when we were kids visiting the boardwalk down at the beach. We used to pop into an arcade where we would squirt different colors of paint onto a card and a machine would spin the card and create wild designs. Cool stuff for a 10 year old.
And don’t ask me why, but I thought this looked like a delicious piece of exotic candy.
flash at 100%
A few months ago we moved into our new home and have been periodically unpacking the few remaining boxes of stuff we have accumulated over the years. I was storing my countless boxes of slides from long ago and came across several that were tagged Maine photos. Well…I just had to take a quick peek. I found shots of boats, gardens, scenics, and probably my all-time favorite photo from that time in my life. It’s not the best photo I have taken, but it sure brings back a flood of wonderful memories.
Here is the story behind the photo in this post. My wife and I were camping for a few weeks on Mount Desert Island in Maine. We spent most of our time exploring the area on foot and by car.
Backtracking a bit…before we left on our trip I asked my Mom where the lobster pound she and my father had taken our family to for dinner one night when we were just little kids. And from what my Mom could remember, it may have been in Bernard Maine, Southwest Harbor, or maybe even Bass Harbor. Or somewhere in that general vicinity. The lobster pound was a place named “Black’s”.
Now, back to the camping trip. One evening we took a break from cooking over a campfire and went on a quest to find the lobster pound named “Black’s”. Rather than looking in a local phone book for the address like most folks would have done…yes back then there where phone books in roadside phone booths… we aimlessly drove around the countryside looking for this dining establishment named Black’s.
As we came around a bend in the road, we saw the gentleman in the photo standing near one of the many docks in the area. I pulled over and we got out of the car to ask him if he knew where Black’s was located. I mentioned I had been there as a young boy and wanted to take my wife there to experience a fresh out of the water lobster meal.
Well, much to our dismay, the man told us Black’s was closed for the season. Slumped shoulders ensued. Then he said, “if you’re looking for lobsters, mine are coming in on that boat right now. You are welcome to come over to my place and my wife and I will fix you dinner.”
That was an offer we just couldn’t refuse. We followed him over to his restaurant/diner/cafe/one room eating establishment. As he turned up the fire on the big steamer that was outside, we headed inside to place our order. We were greeted by the man’s wife and after some chit-chat she made some recommendations for our meal. We decided on the same meal for each of us. One lobster, along with an ear of fresh steamed corn, one dozen mussels and one dozen clams. Plus two cold beers each. After hiking all day we figured all that should fill us up. The lady then suggested to us to have the best seat in the house. The picnic table out on the front porch. So that’s where we headed.
We sat down at the table and our host brought out a cold beer for each of us. Shortly after that she brought out the feast. After a few minutes of splurging on fresh seafood dipped in warm butter, the man and his wife, along with their cat sat down to join us. We shared many stories, laughed a lot…it’s good for the digestion…and just had a grand time together. We may not have found “Blacks” that day, but we sure did find a gem!