Monday, May 20, 2013
Hopewell Shining
It was fun trying to get a good shot with Melanie so she was not recognizable, attempting to capture via long exposure, the look of mystery, as the Shining Congregants came toward the altar with the old KJV bible. I told her next time I would have to drape her in a shroud to obscure her image.
Again, next time!
Last Shot
Hopewell
Hopewell
Melanie and I along with Rocky the aging Golden Retriever loaded up in the PT about dark and journeyed the 35 miles up to Hopewell Baptist Church Saturday evening. Seeing that we still had daylight to burn, as Roger would have said, we stopped at the Cone Bridge Landing on the Suwannee River. We let Rocky wade and swim in the water, I am sure bringing back happy memories for him of his youthful days. Once at Hopewell off Road 6, the sun was setting and it made for a lovely spot to be in. Quiet, except for the persistent Chuck-wills-widow and other creatures making their last calls of daylight. Melanie helped me set the three lanterns in the church and patiently waited with Rocky in the church on the wooden pews as I photographed the church. My goal was to try and capture the glow of the lanterns, but I could not achieve enough glow without making the exterior become over-exposed.
I tried a ND filter, then a ND and polarizer, slowing the exposure to several seconds, but it still did not work. I then asked Melanie to trip the shutter while I went inside with the Gary Fong Flash attachment Ron Pinner had recently given me, tripping them off inside while the twenty-five second exposure recorded it. We were at the end of our patience and hot, so I only took two shots. Had I more time, I would have flashed the Fong away from the windows, as you can see my image seven times in the windows. It did capture the look I was after. As I told Melanie, that gives us another excuse to return.
I am sure her and Rocky would think twice!
Sunday Showers
Toward evening yesterday there came a heavy rain with lightening. I took off in the PT in search of these storms rolling in. While I was right in the middle of the lightening and thunder, I failed to capture any.
I made a loop from the house on Price Creek down to Gabe Road and back. The morning Bible reading was Psalm 65 and illustrated the previous day's journey.
This barn is a the intersection of Old Country Club and SR252 belonging to Cuz Yarborough, the old fellow who came out one day and talked with me at length.
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