Friday, December 24, 2010

Picture Worthy Christmas

 Cheese!  I hope that no matter what kind of camera you have, whether new or old, big or small, a toy or professional grade, you'll take it out while the family is around this Christmas and take a few photos.  You know you'll regret it if you don't.  Perhaps you can deviate from the traditional poses and scenes and find something original to take a picture of, you'll get extra style points if you do from the guy at the Walgreen's photo department.
These three photographers are my nieces and nephews.  Erin is up top with her girly purple and pink camera last Christmas.  She got that camera and a toy laptop for Christmas and after she took a few pictures, she took her camera over to her laptop and said that she was going to write a blog.  Hayley is taking the next picture at Dave and Amber's wedding over the summer.  And Finn is the last photographer that took my picture a few months ago.
So you see, if they can do it, you can too!  Most importantly, however, I hope you have a wonderful time with the people you love.  I hope there will be memories made that will last through the years, and I hope you have a picture worthy Christmas.

Saturday, December 18, 2010

Google's Year in Review

I ran across this video the other day and really liked it.  First of all, it's made by Google and I really like them. And Second, the song and content are really good too--in fact, a little touching.  Take a watch and listen and let me know what you think.

Blue Ball

Spee with a blue ball.  It's an older picture and it's selective colored, and depending on your taste you may or may not be into that sort of thing.  Me?  Sure, I guess it works.  I mean, I'm not overly excited about it but I don't hate it either.  I know that some cameras can do this in camera, but mine isn't that fancy so I have to do it in Lightroom during post processing by just desaturating all the colors except... wait for it... blue!  Fairly easy.  There are many ways to do it, though.  As they say, there is more than one way to skin a cat.

Friday, December 17, 2010

Grandpa Duck

I'm sure Amber remembers the time that fed the ducks outside of her old office.  There was this old, ugly duck that we called Grandpa Duck.  It would come lumbering over when we pulled out the bread and hang out on dry land hoping for some.  It looked so old that it made me wonder how it can actually still be alive.  It's like that cat we had around the house years and years ago that had one eye scratched out, its ear nipped, and its tail bent out of shape.  It wasn't Fraidy Cat, that one was brown, it was another cat in far worse shape.  Anyway, I wonder where that duck is, it's been a while.

Monday, December 13, 2010


 I missed the memo informing me that if you go to Settings and then Basic, you can update your composing screen where you can put bigger pictures on your blog.  Now I know.  Here is a picture of a picture that Hayley drew of me on a napkin.  We had some Sharpies and a some napkins one night after dinner and decided to go crazy.  I think she did a pretty good job.  It looks like I'm supposed to be a referee.  
 However, if you look at Erin's rendition of Uncle Dave, you can see a more modern/abstract style that she is using.  I kind of look like the yellow pill-shaped minions on Despicable Me.  I also look like Toxie, the pet toxic asset that Planet Money's team bought and tracked until its unfortunate demise.


If this picture doesn't make you say, "Aahhhhhh!" then you are like a Scrooge who probably doesn't like puppies or kittens either.  I'm joking, but doesn't this picture just make you smile.  What a cute boy.

Monday, December 6, 2010


This is my cousin Kelli. Not only is she very beautiful, but she is a very talented photographer. Click on her name to check out her incredible site. This picture was taken back in August at our cousin Sara's wedding.

I keep a list of photographers I run into on the internet that I like. It's quite a long list that I update whenever I find a new one, so I won't share all of it. I did, though, want to share a few highlights that I think are worth checking out if you are interested and/or bored.

First off, I usually get a daily dose of pictures from Lens - a blog by the New York Times. I'll warn you now, these are not feel-good, happy pictures. The site usually has a compilation of pictures throughout the world during that day. And in case you forgot, there is a lot of war and trouble throughout the world everyday and there are pictures of it too. But then, you have posts like this that show New York City throughout the decades, which is pretty interesting.

On the portrait side of things, Tim Park is a photographer in California who has the ability to take incredibly sharp photographs and --to use a cliche-- makes them Pop! I wish I could get portraits like he does. He and another photographer in Arizona, Lisa Holloway, can get the skin tones just right. That is something that drives me crazy because I'm not that good at it. I'm learning, but not to the point where these guys are. Finally, Pat Furey in Pennsylvania does an excellent job putting his own personal touch on his pictures. I think he also has a Golden Retriever which he uses in some of his engagement pictures. I don't care who you are, if you use a Golden Retriever in a picture, it's going to make it a thousand times better--of course, I do have a thing for that breed.

Finally, three more photographers that I think will make you happy. Jeff Lynch is a landscape photographer in Texas and is pretty darn good at what he does. I like his dialogs that writes with his photographs as well. Then, David Hobby has become an internet sensation by creating his site Well, let me clarify: he became famous by his pragmatic approach of strobes and lighting in general, and making a site to share his knowledge. Lastly, Pete Souza is President Obama's official photographer. His pictures are very photojournalistic (if that is a word) and interesting at the same time. I encourage you to check it out.

Wow, there you go. Like I said before, this is just a small sample of photographers that I like. And if you're thinking, "What about Ansel Adams, Annie Leibovitz, Henri Cartier-Bresson, and Anne Geddes???", don't worry they have their place too, but the photographers in my list are currently making history by taking photographs a notch above the millions upon millions of pictures in the world currently. Okay, this post took a lot longer than I expected, and to think it started from running across a picture of Kelli with her camera in my files. Speaking of which, have I told you already to check out her amazing site??

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Easy Going

I can't tell you how many times I put a picture up and then just stare at the computer screen trying to figure out what on earth I should write about. Tonight was one of those. I've thought about writing about Christmas, or about why spiders don't get hurt when they fall a long distance, or about sports. Nothing really came though.

I like this picture of Hayley quite a bit. It shows how fun and easy going she is, not to mention beautiful. I really am lucky to have great nieces and nephews that teach me a lot. I know, It's weird, I'm supposed to teach them, but really they teach me about how to slow down and enjoy life. There is one time where I could have taught Michael something when he asked me four years ago: "So you go to college, right? So that makes you pretty smart? Well then tell me how did that baby get in my mom's tummy"

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Fair Trade

If you can't tell, these are three brothers. Ha, you already know them because I'm acting like people from another country read this, but no, if you are here looking at these pictures you probably already know who they are. It was a fair trade: I take their pictures, and they get to play Angry Birds on my iPod.

So I hope you enjoy the pictures. I know Kim will at least. Among other things, I taught her Miamaids the other night to take pictures of their Christmas trees without using the flash. I also taught them about old radios, ski goggles, and Ashton Kutcher. If you haven't put them together, it was about photography. Don't worry, it probably didn't make sense to them either.

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Swinging Erin

This is Erin doing what she does best. Swinging a million miles an hour and never looking back. Turns out, she is actually pretty picky with her "underdogs". I apparently was doing it completely wrong, at least according to her taste. I pushed, I ran under--Underdog, what else did she want?

This picture turned out pretty nice, if I say so myself. I guess I'm not completely unbiased because Erin is so cute, but mostly everything is working for the photograph. I still struggle with the white balance, but hey, nobody is perfect.

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Ducks at the Park

Right about the time that the snow was falling in Utah, we made our way to the park and enjoyed a few hours playing football, frisbee, and hiking. It was about 80 degrees, and almost too hot! From the facebook status updates that I read, it looked like the "blizzard" was a let down. I guess it wasn't all the gloom and doom that the media predicted. But who knows, I'm not there, nor do I have to drive in it.

I took some pictures of mostly everyone there for you all to enjoy. This one was taken right after we fed a half loaf of bread to the ducks you can see behind them.

And here's one of Erin and me. I know it's kind of a rare thing for me to post a picture of myself, so enjoy it while it lasts. Her face sums up our relationship beautifully, I think. I sure do love her though! She'll ask for a high five and right before change her hand to a thumbs-up and place it against your open hand and say, "Turkey!" It's super cute.

And the next two pictures are for Kate and Emily, I would type right under them but for the life of me I can't figure out how I would do it. I mean, Seriously Google! Don't get me wrong, I'm probably your biggest Google fan there is, but when it comes to composing blog posts, I have the hardest time. I'll type and try to arrange pictures and won't be able to put the pictures where I want. Then, when I finally get a picture to where I want it, I'll look back and for some reason there is one missing or deleted. As Erin would say, "Seriously?" Anyway, I'll end my rant, but honestly Google, fix how you compose in Blogspot.

Monday, November 22, 2010

Plane Window

Half my family lives down in Texas and it's one of my favorite things to visit them. Bruce and I have made another trip down and I'm grateful we are. This first picture was taken from the plane window of the sunset in Salt Lake. It was pretty, and the attendants didn't say to put away all electrical devices so I snapped the picture. Nothing special, but it was from the plane. To view other amazing pictures from plane windows, check this out. And notice how there is no snow on the ground out there at the Salt Lake airport, I hear that that is not the case right now!

I went golfing with Ryan the day after we got there and Bruce rode along to keep us company. It was a little on the cool side, but I was still able to wear shorts, which I was envisioning all along for a Texas golfing expedition. We went to Chase Oaks Golf Club which is owned by the city of Allen, but is actually in Plano. Also, it is where I worked during the summer I lived down here. It didn't really change much, there still are a lot of people with really fancy golf clubs that really aren't that good. A lot of memories came flooding back driving around the course as well. Such as the time I almost got struck by lightening and the also the time where I drove a golf cart up a bunker and over a very steep 5 foot drop off (don't worry the cart and I were just fine). I also remember exactly where we would hit golf balls from the club house to see if we could make it to the the 2nd or 7th hole greens on the Sawtooth course. I could never even get close, but had fun trying.

Sunday, November 14, 2010


Why does Shaggy on Scooby-Doo walk with such a strange gait? Have you ever thought about that, or is it just me? Maybe he has a neurological disorder and something is amiss in his cerebellum. I can't help but feel bad for the guy, he's lucky he has a pretty cool dog to help him out. Speaking of which, is Scooby completely oblivious to the fact that he is a dog? Whenever another character calls him a dog, he'll look around to see where "this dog" is. It made me laugh, anyway. I watched my nephews the other day and they had Scooby-Doo on, hence the random questions.

In this picture of Christian, it's a fall picture even though I desaturated it quite a bit. You can still see a little red in the trees behind him, though. If you look closely at his eyes, you can see that I focused on his glasses instead of his eyes. Bummer, I know, but I really don't know how to fix the problem because the focus point will pick up the high contrast frames instead of the eye itself. With a picture this size, however, it really doesn't matter--even with the extremely shallow depth of field. Keeping the eyes in focus is very important for a portrait, if you look at a picture with sharp eyes, your mind will just assume that the rest of the face is sufficiently in focus even when it's not. Keep that in mind.

Sunday, October 31, 2010


The more I look at this picture, the more I like it. The little guy forgot his flip-flop, but it didn't phase him too much; he hiked as well as the rest of us. I can learn a lot from him because, frankly, when I forget a shoe when I leave home, I'm a little put out.

Tuesday, October 26, 2010


This could be considered as a contrast post. Here is a lovely picture from my cousin Sara's wedding this summer and you can just feel the warmth and almost taste the strawberry lemonade in that pail. Now contrast that to the snow that is falling outside, and you'll know what I mean when I say contrast post.

Speaking of snow, check out these pictures of snowflakes that I found today. It will blow your mind! They are simply beautiful, and I don't know about you, but I can't even come close to those with a piece of paper and some scissors. I find it simply amazing that these intricate crystals can be formed out of water vapor by themselves. Amazing. I also find it amazing that the guy that took those pictures is one of the world's leading "Snowflake Experts." I didn't know there was such a position in which I could esteem.

Finally, if the snowflakes didn't do it for you, then maybe this will. Christoph Neimann has this illustrative blog on the New York Times. The post I'm linking you to is about sleep and it cracked me up, I hope you like it.

Sunday, October 24, 2010


These pictures are from the summer, just after Amber and Dave's wedding. We had a little get together over at Nathan and Kristy's. Erin is so cute with her little frosting smile. It amazes me how much kids like sugar! I can remember liking candy a lot, but I see my nieces and nephews going after the confectioneries like there is literally no tomorrow.

Why do I have two pictures of Erin? I guess you can consider it a two-for-one. And I also know that one of my very few readers out there isn't actually a reader, but she likes to look at the pictures mainly. Kristy grudgingly read through my baseball post after making it very clear that she had no interest in the subject. At least she read it. I don't get it, she'll read and read on mod-bod and Two-Peas, but when it comes to her own brother-in-law's ramblings, she'll skim it at best... I just don't get it! (Ok, so the whole mod-bod thing is a joke, you'll have to ask her about it)

Also I have to make a correction to my last post, so I'll do it here. My past roommate Mike played a crucial roll in teaching me about baseball's ins and outs. In fact he is the one that taught me what a hit is, what the difference between a perfect game and a no-hitter is, and why players with the names Ted Williams and Joe DiMaggio matter today. We would stay up pretty late watching the highlights of the day's games and even discuss in quite a bit of detail which team's uniforms had pinstripes and which ones didn't! We went to a number of Salt Lake Bee's games and I even went to watch him sing the National Anthem before one of the games. To say the least, it was quite a big oversight to miss Mike in my coming-to-like-baseball cascade. Thanks Mike!

Isn't Erin so stinking cute!? Rumor has it that she can be a stinking stinker as well, but looking at this picture I don't believe them for one second.

Friday, October 22, 2010


Let me start out by saying that I was afraid of the ball in little league. I hope you don't blame me, it's a hard ball that moves pretty fast. Whether an inside pitch or a stray bounce on a grounder, it made me a little squirmy. In fact when my Pittsburgh Pirates got rained out on a summer afternoon and we couldn't play, I was actually happy. It was like a free ride. Maybe "fear" is the wrong word for how I felt about the ball, I think "respect" is more appropriate.

Now it's different. I got a glove and a ball this summer and have played catch many, many times. I have to admit that I'm like a little boy with the glove, I keep it in my car just in case an opportunity arises to play catch. I've tossed the ball back in forth at the park, in the backyard, and even at night under the light of a streetlight. My interest has burgeoned in the game as well. For a long time, I always got frustrated when Sportscenter would spend what would seem like hours covering all the baseball games during the Summer. Now, I like watching all the highlights.

I like the history and tradition of Baseball. I recently read a book about Lou Gehrig that really made me appreciate the older players of the game. This was a time when players played for the love of the game, and not the astronomically high paycheck they get now. I'm not saying that all the players today play for money, but Gehrig went to his first spring training with the Yankees with $12 in his pocket that would have to last him the entire time--in fact he looked for a part time job during spring training to help him out. The fall and winter before that he took a part-time job as a clerk and as time went on he began to think that the Yankees lost interest in him. Finally, when his contract of $2,750 for the 1924 season arrived he said, "I signed it and sent it back in a hurry for fear that they'd change their minds." To put that in perspective, that would be about $34,000 in 2010 dollars--which is less than what the average high school teacher makes in the United States today. Gehrig genuinely loved the game of baseball, and because of his love, that book, and my baseball mitt, I like the nation's past time even more.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Happy Face

I spent a little time with my nephews tonight and I had to grab my camera and snap a few pictures of Spee. He literally cracks me up sometimes. His faces below were from Christian and me telling him to make different kind of faces. Even his grumpy face is pretty funny-- you can totally tell that he can't hide his smile under his so-called sad face.

I think what I like the most about kids this age, is that they are sincerely happy. It's hard not letting their ebullience rub off on you, if you know what I mean.

One last thing, I heard yesterday that the NFL is now going to fine and suspend players that deliberately go for hits to the head. As a former Neuroscience major who would go to Elementary schools and talk about the importance of protecting your brain during the National Brain Awareness Week, I think this is a wonderful idea. I just listened to a guy's diatribe on SportsCenter about how this is going to ruin the game of football. People love football because they love the big hits, he says. Well I can honestly say that I cringe whenever I see a big hit that leaves a player unconscious or injured after that play. Like it or not, hitting your head again and again and again is not good for your brain.

Monday, October 11, 2010

The Spirit of Getting By

I was brushing my teeth and listening to the Mormon Channel on my iPod (yes there is an app for that), and heard a message given by Lloyd Newell that made me stop and listen. While I was being enlightened, a frothy mess was culminating in my mouth--but it was well worth it. Here is the message:

There is a spirit that limits and shrivels the human soul whenever it remains unchallenged and unchecked. For want of better words, perhaps it could be called “the spirit of getting by”—of doing as little as possible, of giving as little as possible, of working as little as possible.

With young people in school it is sometimes evident in an attitude of cutting corners and simply slipping through: making a minimum of effort; studying as little as possible to acquire credit for the course; being satisfied with the lowest possible passing mark without reaching out for the further knowledge that could be had with a little extra effort. Young people often seem to suppose that there will be enough time in the future for all that ought to be done, and that it is smart for the present simply to get by. And sometimes very late they learn that the length of this life is limited—though sometimes they may not see it until they are looking sharply down the short side of life.

But it isn’t only among young people that this spirit has spread. . . . While the spirit of getting by . . . may sometimes seem smart and popular and approved, there is a law which says that the benefits and blessings are dependent upon performance. . . . He who shows a reluctant, unwilling nature, he who refuses to grow as much as he could, or learn as much as he could, or work as well as he should, whatever he may be doing to others, he is first of all cheating himself.

In short it may be said: He who is afraid of doing too much, seldom does enough. . . . The spirit of slipping through, the spirit of simply getting by, robs us of life’s richest rewards. (source)

Pretty amazing isn't it. Oh by the way, here is a beautiful photo of my nephew Joseph. What a good looking guy. If you haven't noticed, rarely to my verbose ramblings have anything to do with the picture. I just post a picture that I like, and say what is on my mind. How does that country song go? "Here's a quarter, go write a blog post for someone who cares"?? I think that is how it goes!

Sunday, October 10, 2010

A Little Jelly

Here's Finn with his dirty face and impassive look. I'm not sure what he was eating before this, maybe some sort of jelly. Either way, I still think this picture is really nice, I like his eyes.

I was reading an article in the New York Times about the miracle drug of Insulin. I was amazed to find how it was discovered and the impact that it had on the world. Before insulin treatments, children would be put on these diets that would practically starve their bodies. Their weight would drop as did their health and consciousness. Comatose skeletons would lie on the beds of the diabetes wards. Dr. Banting up at the University of Toronto found that a diabetic Yellow Collie, named dog #92, jumped off the table and began to wag its tail after the injection of insulin. Mother's of these dying children got word and would write pleading letters to Dr. Banting begging that maybe, just maybe, they could get their children some of this new wonder drug.

I think about it, and am fascinated by the ingenuity of the science world. The science education that my Grandpa Junius received is almost superseded by the advances and discoveries taking place right now. High school biology students have just as clear or even clearer view of the cell than did Dr. Banting back in 1921. It's an exciting time to be alive!

Monday, September 27, 2010

Aren't Even Things

Here's a pretty picture of a pretty girl. I love all my nieces and nephews, they are a great asset to life. What would we do without family? I was talking to a friend's parents tonight about how life is centered around family. Just think how boring life would be without family and friends. I guess what they say is true: the best things in life aren't even things. Not just the best things, but relationships are the only real things that matter, right?

Thursday, September 23, 2010

In the Eyes

Here's a picture from the Summer. I know that I haven't really posted anything in the last couple months, and the reason for this sting of posts is because I actually wrote them all in a night and just had the blog put one out a day. Pretty clever, eh? I thought so.

There you have it. Spee and his eyes that you can almost see the world in. Eyes are pretty interesting. I was out running today and I ran past a cat that was sitting on a car. It gave me the look like, "I dare you to come run by me!" Cats are so friendly, have you noticed that? As I ran by it just stared at me in the eyes. It wasn't looking at my moving legs or arms, but right in my eyes. Dogs and many other animals will do the same thing. I'm not sure about fish, though, it's hard to tell what they are looking at sometimes. Following the trend, babies will look right in your eyes, unless you're distracting them with something. Interesting, right? What are they looking at, why would they go for the eyes and not the nose or hair? I've often wondered that when I was on campus and I would walk right by a baby with his parent and the little tike will look right in my eyes. Adults will look in each other's eyes to see a deeper meaning to whatever was being said. Is the person lying? Sincere? Sarcastic? I don't know, just think about it.

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Dr. Bruce

Here is a couple of pictures of Bruce after and before his accident. For those that don't know, he was knocked off a full truck of hay by a low hanging branch while traveling to the barn to unload it. It was a terrifying day, and we're lucky that he only received the injuries that he did. I still shudder when I see the big black garbage cans lined up on Island Road on Sunday nights/Monday mornings. That is what stopped his roll and the sound that I can still hear in my mind from on top of the stack.

So here is the before picture just days before the accident. What a good looking fellow. He's been a great uncle my whole life. Not only that, but a good role model, a person full of character, and a great friend. Some of my favorite summer memories consist of working with Bruce.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Maple Leaf

Last Sunday, I went up by Snow Basin with Nate's family to try and find some leaves. We found a couple--as you can see here. You know, you have to hand it to Canada. Their flag wouldn't have the same effect if they used an oak leaf or maybe a cottonwood. Something about the maple leaf says majestic. Oh Canada!

Okay, okay, you can use it as your wallpaper on your work computer, but only because you asked nicely.

Sunday, September 12, 2010


Here's come pictures of Finn. He's come a long way over the past few months. It's good to have little Finn back. I bet you can guess what he wants for Christmas. Kristy thought it was so darn cute that both of his front teeth are out that she wanted some pictures. I think my favorite is the T-Rex Finn. Speaking of extinct dinosaurs, did you hear that the Triceratops may not have existed?? I don't know what they are doing to us, first Pluto, now the Triceratops!

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Almost Two

What's that you say? Two Months?? Congrats Amber and Dave. I'm aware that they are making peace signs in the picture, but it works for the number two as well! I was just browsing some old pictures from Christmas (hence the coat, lamb) and came across this picture. Then I realized that it has almost been two months since their big day. So that's my logic, nothing too hard about it.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010


I've been watching the clouds and their patterns recently and I have to say, it is quite interesting. Usually in the morning the skies are clear-- maybe a cloud here or there but nothing substantial. Then when I leave work there are usually huge cumulonimbus clouds over in the Ogden Valley or somewhere in the distance. I'm going to take a picture of one someday, but I don't have one yet. I'm sure you've seen them, they almost look like mushroom clouds in the sky. Beautiful things! I'm wondering where they come from. Are they made over in the Pacific and then shipped here by UPS or FedEx? Are they made locally and exported? I don't know.

Here's a typical summer shot for you. A hawk in the distance, clouds in the sky, dry and brown terrain all make it pretty neat in my eyes. Speaking of hawks, I went up on the dry farm with my dad a week or so ago and we saw a couple hawks. And I'd be darned if I didn't hear a screech of a Bald Eagle--well, screech of a little hawk. I learned something: that oftentimes in movies they'll dub in the Red-Tailed Hawk screech for the eagle because it sounds more majestic. (Go here to listen to the Bald Eagle) Learn something new everyday, I guess. I also learned from a river guide in Jackson that eagles will often chase Osprey and steal their fish, even in mid-air. Bald Eagles are more scavengers than anything. I don't know about you, but our nation's bird is not winning me over very quickly!

Friday, June 18, 2010

Confusing IKEA Instructions

Perhaps a bit late, here is a picture of an apple blossom in my brothers yard. It amazes me how effortlessly this little tree can produce such beautiful work. Take out a pencil and a sheet of paper and try to replicate the blossom. For me, an hour later and with the paper all smudged with eraser marks, I would have my rendition of the blossom. That's what I would call it anyway, but you might think it's a sea star.

Regardless, the point I'm trying to make is without a central nervous system, this tree makes this blossom. It follows the blueprints from the DNA and makes it. I have a hard enough time following IKEA instructions on how to make a dresser let alone following hundreds and thousands of C, T, A, and G's to make a flower. To quote Bill Nye again: It's Science!

Thursday, June 17, 2010

1,000 Yard Club

It's an exclusive club, and you might not have heard of it. Sure you've heard of the Culture Club, Club Med, the French Club, and maybe Club Soda, however, the 1,000 yard club probably never even crossed your mind. No worries, I didn't know what it was either. You don't have to kiss someone at midnight on the A, or ride Big Blue in the nude to be a part of this club. Really the only thing you have to do is hit a target 1,000 yards away. I went to a place in Morgan that I've never been to. It was up towards East Canyon in the mountains. Everything was green--the fields, the trees, and even the grass is still green. I haven't seen anything this pretty in a long time.

Once we were up there, there were a series of targets going up a hill. Ten total. Each one was separated by a hundred yards, and the one that you can barely see mid way up the hill was the thousand yard target with a metal plate hanging a foot off the ground. I can't remember the gun we used, it was big and loud. I want to say that it has a 270 in the name. Liking lenses though, I can tell you that that was one heck of a telephoto scope. Just place those cross hairs on the metal target, take a deep breath, and squeeze the trigger. Since the gun jumps so much you lose the target immediately in the scope and the only reassuring sign in a loud "plunk" that seems like 5 seconds after you fired the gun.

For you deer hunters out there that are reading, this might not seem like a big accomplishment; but for someone that couldn't even hit a clay pigeon with a shotgun the other day that was only 100 feet out, this is a big deal. It was fun. It was a beautiful night in a beautiful place.

This picture is from Jeni's sister-in-law's cabin up towards mirror lake in the Unitas. If you like vertical lines, I think this picture will find a special place in your heart. Quaking Aspens always remind me of hiking and camping.

Monday, June 14, 2010

Same Address, Same Content

What do you say when you haven't said anything in a half of a year? It's very similar to walking to the same building on campus for an entire semester for your biology class and noticing that same guy everyday walking the other way. The only reason you know each other is from passing by on the way to class, yet for some reason when you see each other off campus you feel like you need to say hi even though you haven't spoken a word in your lives. I mean, what do you talk about? "Hey, so... those seats in the MARB are WAY to close together, eh?"

Anyway, it's kind of like that. The new name of the blog is nothing special, it really doesn't change anything--same address, same content. I guess it just makes it easier to write that first blog after being away for such a long time.

Stopping down is a term when you make your aperture smaller in your lens. For example, if you want your landscapes a little sharper, you would want to stop down your lens to f/8 or f/11. If you need a greater depth of field for a group portrait, just stop down your lens a little to say f/5.6. Don't get fooled, f stops are fractions so f/1.4 is indeed bigger than f/16. You get the point, but I just wanted to explain the new name. So yeah, Stopping Down--I don't know it might not even stick. Lastly, here is a picture of my beautiful mom, which ironically, isn't stopped down but is taken wide open.