The Word on the Street: Don’t be afraid of our Ghost. He’s Holy.
Prayers going up for a happy, safe and unhaunted Halloween.
My Best Friend does all the driving on family vacations which allows me a chance to shoot photos from the front passenger window. The sport mode on my new Nikon D5100 worked fairly well cruising 40 to 70 mph through Indiana, Kentucky, Tennessee, Georgia and Florida.
My personal favorite was this pastoral setting before we reached Orlando; keep in mind I only have the kit lens so I couldn’t bring the horses up any closer.
The car photo was taken in southern Indiana before crossing the Ohio River bridge into Kentucky. I got lucky with the “The Batman Building” (AT&T) on the bypass around Nashville, Tenn. This was the only shot that didn’t have a flying pole or treetop or other object smack dab in the middle of the building.
The Welcome to Florida sign and the trees draped in Spanish-moss whizzed by me pretty quick so they are a bit blurred.
Be sure to stop by on Sunday for my Photo of the Week. I photographed something more colorful and unique on a pit stop near Chattanooga.
This modern-day Conestoga wagon was headed west on the Historic National Road as I was driving east on my way home from work around 5:15 pm. on May 22. The driver had stopped his team just outside the Seelyville city limits in Vigo County, Indiana, to collect water in a bucket from Snake Creek. I pulled over, grabbed my camera, and asked if I could take their picture. The wagon master said sure, as long as I didn’t go and get myself killed crossing four lanes of rush hour traffic.
I spoke to the driver as his pardner watered the horses. He was a woodcarver and a horse whisperer of sorts and they were headed for home in Colorado after “working horses and carving wood” in Washington, D.C.
The team started to get nervous from standing still too long in one spot, so the tall dark stranger cut our conversation short before I could get their names. They rode off into the sunset.
Photo of the Week series: Every Sunday in 2012 I will either share a photo from my archives or something new I just can’t wait to get feedback on for future art shows/exhibits.
Blogger participation: My hope is to receive enough input on each week’s photo to later post a Bloggers’ Choice of the Month and wrap up 2012 with a Bloggers’ Choice of the Year.
I met Charlie and friends in May on a drive through the remote Clay County, Indiana, countryside. Charlie’s the mule (in the center) without the jackass attitude. He was quite curious, allowing me time to get a couple of good photos. Big Dan the Clydesdale, on the other hand, was a real horse’s ass during the whole visit.
I learned their names when the rancher stepped out on his veranda (thankfully without his rifle) and yelled, “I charge a quarter a picture.”
Photo of the Week series: Every Sunday in 2012 I will either share a photo from my archives or something new I just can’t wait to get feedback on for future art shows/exhibits.
Blogger participation: My hope is to receive enough input on each week’s photo to later post a Bloggers’ Choice of the Month and wrap up 2012 with a Bloggers’ Choice of the Year.
I tried my best to solve the mystery behind Otter Creek Cemetery in time to post for Memorial Day. The signage indicates that a long time has passed since someone was buried on this Brazil, Indiana, stretch of country road. I climbed the embankment to find no headstones, no visible sign that someone’s loved ones were buried there.
I talked to a woman at the Clay County Historical Society and I Googled … no immediate information about the cemetery, let alone an explanation as to why there are no grave markers on this grassy knoll. Were the graves moved, and if so, when and why? Is it an old family plot and the markers disappeared generations ago? Was it a county cemetery for the poor and downtrodden?
The two American flags indicate that someone out there knows that at least two brave souls were laid to rest there … who were they … in what war did they serve?
I hope the historians and genealogists find answers to my questions and more … because this is definitely one mystery that needs to be solved.
It would be the honorable thing to do!
Photography is my passion. My photolosophy reveals more about me than words could say.
