As I mentioned last week, I took a few- maybe 5?- windmill photos when I was photographing raptors. And three comprised one 3 exposure in camera multiple exposure. My camera has a very basic multiple exposure feature (no blend modes, no previews etc.), but the challenge makes it fun, even if the results aren’t spectacular SOOC.
I had fun adding another windmill shot from August to create a windmill Photoshop composite. Even more fun!
The skeletons are out tonight,
they march about the street,
With bony bodies, bony heads
and bony hands and feet.
Bony bony bony bones
with nothing in between,
Up and down and all around
they march on Halloween.
As I was getting ready to leave the fair, we locked eyes and had a moment. . .
We went over to the fair last weekend to catch the photography exhibit (no, I didn’t enter this year), and it was a good opportunity for me to snap a few photos of the livestock. My little AAUW photo group meets this week, and the topic is animals. I could not resist this sweet piggy- what a cutie!
Here is Tuzigoot, the last ancient pueblo we visited- not built into a cliff, but at the top of a rise. We arrived about 15 minutes before closing, so we had barely got to the top when it was time to climb down again.
Here is the view as we pulled into the parking lot.
A shot taken as we climbed the steps at the top.
And here is the view FROM the top- the road we took back as we headed to Jerome, the last stop on our trip before we headed down the mountain back to Prescott.
I don’t know if there will be a Part 3. Time will tell.
The topic for this month’s photo club is an interesting one: each member randomly drew a piece of paper which had a section of a map of Prescott and the surrounding area on it. Our photo had to be taken within our section of the map. I believe the word creative was used in the description. Gah!
Lonnie and I drove out to my area, and he immediately spied an old windmill, which stands in someone’s yard. Perfect! It was midday with no clouds and 95 degrees, so we planned to go back. The following week, we drove out there again about 9 a.m., and I had a nice chat with the owner of the property. The windmill was there before the land was developed and was evidently part of the original ranch. It still works, although he doesn’t have it going right now.
I had this brilliant (hah!) idea of taking photos of the windmill, a poppy, a street sign and Granite Mountain (visible from the street) and then creating a composite that would be very artsy. I need practice in making composites- both the technical side and the creative side. I never did get all the elements into the photo- maybe someday. And neither of the two composites look at all like I envisioned. I will probably use a plain windmill shot for the photo club.
Here is my first effort. Later in the week, I’ll post my second try.
Just the Jerome fire station- decorated with the American flag.
Happy Fourth of July!
Whenever I go to Jerome, I always seem to photograph the motorcycles parked in front of the Spirit Room- but I don’t think I’ve ever posted any of the photos. I am so NOT a motorcycle person- I don’t even feel qualified to photograph them!
But it was the beautiful array of colors and shapes all in a row that attracted my eye, so here they are:
It is a pretty simple shot, but it gave me a chance to use Topaz Glow again!
The perfect photo would have had a crow sitting on the scarecrow, but it was not to be. However, there were birds everywhere- just not in my photo!
Spotted in Jerome:
I love this new-ish tradition- although I know it can be viewed as vandalism.
I know I posted a photo of this store display Elvis before (with Joan)- but the juxtaposition of Elvis with these Day of the Dead skeletons amuses me.
When we had visited Jerome in the past, we’d always taken note of the Spirit Room, a bar on the corner of the main drag. We had never been actually able to get inside, but always paused outside to listen to the band inside and to observe the scene- motorcycles pulling up out front and the crowd spilling out onto the sidewalk. I guess we had never been there early in the day before, because when we went in to get some water (yes, water) last Saturday, it was basically empty. While we sat and drank our waters, the motorcycles began to pull up, and by the time we left, it was getting full.
Our friends of 45 years plus, Joan and Rudy, came for the weekend to celebrate Joan and my birthdays- just 5 days apart. It was a quick visit, but we managed to have an outing to the old mining town of Jerome, just over the mountain from us. Joan had been there before with us, but it was Rudy’s first trip there.
Jerome is a funky and fun town, which inspired a bit of silliness in us.
The photos were edited with some HDR-ish effects in On1 for an over-the-top look which I think is fitting for Jerome.
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