Reflections

I went out this morning on a mission. Get a decent reflection shot. My patient husband agree to be my model, even though I know he feels awkward doing it. We went to a lovely cemetary in Cincinnati. Unfortunately the grounds had sustained a great deal of damage from Hurricane IKE that tore thru our area about two weeks ago. There was a lot of debris that had blown everwhere including in the water. Even so the results were not a complete disaster.



I like the way the tree in the background reflects on its mirror image on the water. This was a really beautiful spot.






I couldn't resist posting this shot, even though it isn't part of my assignment. I just think this guy is handsome





No reflections here, I just loved this old family crypt. The door itself was beautiful. The Cross became so pronounced when I framed up this shot




Dan found a tree he wanted to take home!



More Reflections





Other shots from the day

Ever get to wondering?

Disclaimer: This blog post is not about photography, and it doesn't contain pictures! I just had to write about this because it made me smile.
My facebook status recently reflected my musings on a particular ad that I see often when I log into facebook. It is an ad for an "Experienced Captains" The ad includes a picture of a rugged looking seafaring individual, looking particularly satisfied, like someone who had found his life calling and lives life to the fullest.
A savvy facebook friend, who noticed my status change, was quick to point out an interesting article about facebook's targeted marketing. I honestly hadn't thought about how much Facebook KNOWS ABOUT ME, but they know a lot! Enough, in fact, that they know of my deepest secret longing to sail the world, stopping in every port to make friends and sample the local delicacies. They know that I can picture myself stepping onto the weathered dock of a quiet Greek fishing village. Peering up at the intensely white buildings hanging, as if by enchantment, onto the side of step cliffs. I slip my large canvas bag over my shoulder and start to navigate the narrow winding road that leads to the open air restaurant that hangs suspended over the crashing waves at the pinnacle of the cliff. I step inside the threshold of the building, my eyes straining to adjust to the shadows after the blinding brightness of the village road. As my feet are caressed by the cool smooth tile floor, I smell fresh bread, olive oil, garlic and cheese. A familiar voice from inside shouts a welcom ....
How does facebook know this about me? Check out this article. And Thanks Eric for pointing it out!
http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/businesstechnology/2008165196_btfacebook08.html

I been everywhere, man!

I have a new theme song. It’s an old song by Johnny Cash called "I've been everywhere"
A couple of weeks ago, after dropping my baby off to start college in Michigan, I made a decision. I need a goal... So I decided it would be fun to visit the highpoints of all the states. HEY, it’s a GOAL. We enlisted the help of some great friends and set off on our first high point adventure to visit the highest point in Ohio, a whopping 1550 ft above sea level. As the tires of the HHR crunched down the gravel driveway toward the open road, we popped the Johnny Cash song in the CD player. (See lyrics below) While we didn't quite make the summit, it was still exhilarating.

I was toting my pack along the long dusty Winnemucca road
When along came a semi with a high canvas covered load
If you’re goin' to Winnemucca, Mack with me you can ride
And so I climbed into the cab and then I settled down inside
He asked me if I'd seen a road with so much dust and sand
And I said, "Listen! I've traveled every road in this here land!"

I've been everywhere, man
I've been everywhere, man
Crossed the deserts bare, man
I've breathed the mountain air, man
Of travel I've had my share, man
I've been everywhere

I've been to:
Boston
Charleston
Dayton
Louisiana
Washington
Houston
Kingston
Texarkana
Monterey
Fairaday
Santa Fe
Tallapoosa
Glen Rock
Black Rock
Little Rock
Oskaloosa
Tennessee
Tennessee
Chicopee
Spirit Lake
Grand Lake
Devil's Lake
Crater Lake

For Pete's Sake
I've been everywhere, man
I've been everywhere, man
Crossed the deserts bare, man
I've breathed the mountain air, man
Of travel I've had my share, man
I've been everywhere

I've been to:
Louisville
Nashville
Knoxville
Ombabika
Schefferville
Jacksonville
Waterville
Costa Rock
Pittsfield


You get the idea. As I have been scoping out the nations high points on the internet, I decided I REALLY need to get into shape for some of them, so this weekend we took a 6 mile hike thru Clifton Gorge. It was nothing like the old days when we hiked 12 miles at 10K feet and never thought a thing about it. This hike was very leisurely. At the half way point we stopped at the Old Clifton Mill for a lovely lunch and then we meandered back to the car thru the lush hardwood forests. Here are some shots of our day.