Messing Around with the New Leica

The camera found some interesting stuff while I was roaming around a local cemetery.

Christmas Eve

Messing around with the bog boy cameras. Fuji X-T3 and the macro lens. And the Christmas decorations.

A Beautiful Frost

As you know, I’m not a big fan of cold weather. Having grown up in Kenya, I’ll probably never really enjoy it. I tolerate it. I do love taking winter images. We’re a bit low on snow this year. I’ve got the cold weather coats and snowshoes ready to go. I’m not upset there’s no snow. I am ready for when it shows up. Here are a few images from a recent frosty morning.

21 Years!

My wonderful husband! We’ve been together 21 years. If you know me, it’s hard to imagine anyone putting up with me for 21 days…21 hours…21 minutes! Albert is an amazing person. I adore you!


Big Snow Today

Thanksgiving is behind us so this is going to be a pretty common event for the next TOO MANY months. We took advantage of a day above freezing the day after Thanksgiving and got the holiday yard stuff up. Yay us!

Winter is Painfully Close

Yes. It is beautiful and I do get out in the snow with the big boy cameras BUT…that doesn’t mean I have to like it! Remember, I grew up in Kenya. Winter is not my favorite season. This is our first snowfall of 2018. I’ll grin (not likely) and bear it for the next several months.

My Final Fall 2018 Post...I Think.

The light under this spectacular tree was magical. The sun was behind the tree, filtering through its magnificent fall canopy. The light reaching the individual fallen leaves was sensational, dramatic and definitely picturesque. Enjoy. Winter is close with a whole different beauty AND FRIGIDNESS.

Spectacular Fall Colors

It’s been a spectacular fall. I’ve roamed around our town with the cameras. The colors will soon be gone. In case your location or the busyness of life has prevented you from enjoying the beauty of fall, stay tuned. There are more.

Happy Birthday to Me!

65 today. Lots of cards and well-wishers. Thanks to all who stopped by the house for a little celebration and some ice cream cake. Albert went all out with the balloons and decorating after I went to bed last night. Oh, my least favorite card? My shiny, new Medicare card.

Hummingbirds. My First Attempt

We've set up five hummingbird feeders in the Spring for several years. They seem to always find their way back to the red fake "flower" feeders. As most people know, they are fun to watch, mesmerizing. 

Although Indiana has a couple other species that pass through and hang out occasionally, our predominate hummingbird species is the ruby-throated hummingbird.  

Hummingbirds are very territorial. They will defend "their" feeder, dive bombing intruding hummingbirds and other birds as well. We set the feeders so each is out of view from the others. We clean and refill the feeders at least once a week. During that process I have noticed that they seem to prefer two locations of the five as there's always less nectar left in those two feeders. 

On several occasions while working in the gardens, I hear them nearby only to realize when I turn to find them that they are hovering right behind me, not happy that I am working between them and their precious fake flower food source.  It's a bit unsettling at first but a slight wave of the arm and off they go. I have no idea if they'd actually be aggressive enough to dive bomb me but they do make quite a fuss. I'm not too excited about being impaled by that beak. I finish up whatever has me close to "THEIR" space and quickly move on to other parts of the garden. 

Today was the day that I finally decided to get out the long lens, set up a couple of remote flash units and give this a go. It was a painful wait but my Kindle provided the necessary patience. During the three hour time period two birds arrived. Round one was a male, beautiful colors and that gorgeous ruby throat. Results from round one were pretty awful! I made some adjustments and hoped and waited for round two. She finally arrived. There are no masterpieces here but, even if I do say so myself, not bad for a first try.