I took this picture years ago. A couple of weeks ago, I dug this out as I was emptying a storage tub. Since then, I’ve seen five Thunderbirds like this driving around town in random places. Maybe it’s a sign that I need one? Ha-ha. In my dreams! #WordlessWednesday with words.
I know it’s #WordlessWednesday, but if I have a story to tell about a particular image or images, you know I’ll share it. These photos look so much better in their printed form. Please forgive the phone shadows and blurriness from taking pictures of pictures.
These snapshots don’t do the images justice. I’ve cropped and resized each one numerous times, so they are what they are. Sigh. My photography teacher would be disappointed. The darker sky got washed out here in my bright room and multiple resizing. The originals are exactly as I wanted them, and probably the best night sky photos I ever took. It was around eleven-thirty p.m. by the time I took the last one.
Believe me, it was a scary night when I realized how late it had gotten. I was alone in a park and a distance from my truck. It wasn’t until another car pulled in that reminded me, that oh-oh, this was a stupid idea. I was in a dark area and unless I moved, I couldn’t be seen. After they left, I gathered my equipment and got out of there.
It took me one more time of getting caught after sundown all alone in a park. The second time, I was a distance into a wooded state park because I wanted to catch the moon coming up between the trees. Carrying all my camera gear, including a tripod, I walked-ran out as fast as I could, praying the entire time until I was safe in my truck. I don’t recommend this unless you know you can protect yourself.
A click of the shutter, a crank of the film, and you’ve caught forever a significant bit of life.
~Willis Peterson, “A Philosophy of Seeing,” Arizona Highways, May 1973, arizonahighways.com
Enjoy the rest of your week.
So much for a wordless post. I’m not ashamed.
The strawberries are from a local grocery store. They were some of the best I’ve ever eaten. The ducks are in the back of the apartment building where I lived before here. A neighbor decorates the area every year. She had more flowers until the yard crew complained about her having too many plants and pots to cut around, so the manager asked her to remove some. The pretty indoor plant with marigolds is a gift from my youngest son and daughter-in-law at Easter. Now bugs are taking it over. How dare them!
Wishing you all a beautiful day!
Thanks for visiting. Enjoy your day!
I must share this #WordlessWednesday post with words.
I posted this on Facebook yesterday, so maybe you saw it. A couple feet of snow are expected over the next two days. I only needed a few items at the store yesterday because I recently shopped but if snowed in, it’s things I’d want. As soon as I pulled into the parking lot around ten-thirty a.m., I knew I should have arrived earlier. Time went by fast, and at one point, a new lane must’ve opened because we moved up about five people. Here are some things I heard referring to the long lines while waiting in a long line:
Everybody seemed patient and friendly. The gas station wasn’t much better on my way to the store. I had a half tank, so I wasn’t desperate. On the way home, I pulled up to one of two empty pumps and filled my tank. My son told me it looks like old times when people rushed out at the last minute before a storm. It’s true, but mainly the stores are short of help.
Of course, I’m not comparing this to the bomb cyclone that dropped thirty inches in Massachusetts over the weekend. I’m just stating that we’re next to get a major winter storm according to state police and local forecasters.
Thanks for reading. ~MJ
Featured Photo by Egor Kamelev from Pexels
The third image is the same huge yellow tree, among others, viewed from my bedroom window. Each season brings a new scene. This season is the most stunning.
Mom with her two little ones that aren’t so little anymore!
Oops, it looks like I cheated a little bit with words on #WordlessWednesday. Thank you for still hanging around. I miss you all.
Mary J. McCoy-Dressel ~ Contemporary Romance 
You must be logged in to post a comment.