Three Ladies

And the three ladies who were kayaking from above the Shoals down to Stephen Foster State Park in White Springs, a nice day trip.

Up from Largo

The morning was shrouded in fog, a good day to return to the Suwannee at Bell Springs. The fog lingered until noon. While waiting for the sun to break through, on the bank by Big Shoals whittling a stick, this gentleman startles me. These two couples from Key Largo had arrived in their kayaks on a two day journey from Fargo down to the Spirit of the Suwannee Campground. They asked me the best place to put the kayaks in past the shoals. We chatted a bit and I admired the Native Watercraft canoe one of the ladies was in. I went on downstream where I met up with three other ladies in kayaks paddling down to campground in White Springs. Seems canoes are passe, with kayaks ruling the day.

Octagonal Dawning

The old octagonal church,school, now barn on Price Creek two miles from home this morning. Cool weather coming.

Lucille's Pastures

 

Sulphur Sensation

Along the route today on a wonderfully breezy and not too hot afternoon, I came upon a myriad of Cloudless Sulphurs flitting about the vibrant red flowers. Had to stop and compose several frames, this one the most pleasing to me as the female Sulphur comes in for a landing. The camera was the Canon S95, always at my side in a belt pouch, with the flash at one and a third under exposed and the exposure one and a half under exposed, on the program mode.

October Evening

The daises by the mailbox are about to pan out. Only two remained tonight in bloom. I was able to compose one toward the sunset and adjust the flash down to the lowest setting in able not to over-expose. The background sky was under-exposed by two stops at the maximum setting the Canon S95 allows. I am able to achieve the afffect I am after much quicker with the Canon than the Nikon D5000 DSLR due to the simplified controls. In other words, its not always about the camera, but what you know about the camera you are using. The Nikon no doubt would have taken a higher resolution photograph, but the menu and settings are not second nature, or as easily manipulated as the Canon.

Pastor Russell's daughter Ashlynn

 

Pin Points Poem

This poem was written while sitting in the backyard, pondering the trip we had just taken last week to West Virginia and over to Kentucky, 2000 miles of reliving past memories of places lived. There were so many places I wish we had the time to visit, and thus the circled spots. It would be grand to travel with no destination in mind, no time constraints, like the fellows on the old Route 66 show, from town to town, working their way across America.

Monarch Caterpillar

A Monarch caterpillar came to eat the milkweed plant that I had transplanted from my fathers place in Williston. I thought that he had going into a cacoon stage but upon closer inspection, the milkweed was giving out little seed parachutes, of which I collected and planted. The caterpillar disappeared and I continue to search for him.

Fall Fade

 

Holding On

The daisies by the mailbox, at the end of the drive are rapidly fading and falling away. This one remained through the sunset before going the way of the others.

Phaon Crescent

In Greek mythology, Phaon was an old man who ferried the goddess of love, Aphrodite, to her destination. In return for his services, she gave him youth and beauty.
I await her betowal.