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Sunset over Alligator

Taken last Saturday from the gay dike at Alligator Park. Testing the new D7000. Working on the bracket mode. Liking the commander mode for wireless flash, except do not care for the pop up flash being the trigger, as it causes red eye. Tried a diffuser over the pop up but it was too weak to fire the SB600. Had I the money and Ron was still my friend, I would purchase his SB600's.
At Ellijay, in the freezing weather, everything worked fine. I only used the 18-200 lens. Again, with money, would purchase the 70-300 and an 11-24 wide.
Still awaiting the bill to see what monthly minimum payments will be. Need a job badly. Been out of work since early May. Not good.
Two days left in one of the worst years to date. March was the last time I saw or communicated with Nathaniel, Landon or Amber. Then in May the one year job at Florida Power came to an end.
Those are two prayers for 14. Communication with Nathaniel and a job.

Carter Came

Carter Piatt came on Friday from Pratville, Alabama with his mother Devan to spend the night in Ellijay with us in the cabin of Wes and Darlene Smith of Williston that Gerald, my father in law rented for the family for the week of Christmas. Devan is the daughter of Kim and Scott Smith, Melanies next youner sister to her. With his high pitched, sweet voice that sounded just like the voice I remember Nathaniel last having, my own grandson, I was for the time he was there, on the edge of tears.
They both will turn three this January.
We watched a movie last evening, The Grey with Liam Neeson. Toward the end, as he is the last man alive, he looks up toward heaven from the steam he has just emerged from and cries out to God. The silence continues.
I told Melanie. That is me. I cannot tell you how many times I have sat outside under the moon and cried out just like that for the relationship with Nathaniel to be restored.
And today, silence.

Without Ellijay

In preparing for the group photograph on the porch of Wes and Darlene Smith in Ellijay, Georgia this past Saturday morning, in the cold rain I was ready:
Ready to get it over with.
Ready to get away from the talk of things people with things talk of:
retirement benefits
second houses in hills
new auto's
jobs
houses
places
things
more things
Sat mostly in a stupid silence
spoke if spoken to
Joked about my cricket silence
I was ready to return to a flat land
while the talk and internet surf was continual searching for a place
"up here"
I once thought too, that would be nice
but then the reality of without all sank in
and it would simply at this point
 be nice to enjoy it for a season
at the expense of other kind souls
with things and the ability to talk of things
while I snapped the photograph
with a camera thing
that cost seven hundred
 with not a dime to pay for it
 there were still crow lines
and double chins
and there were blinks
and there were some out of focus
I cannot even get that correct
Yet they do say he can see
what others cannot see
And I say, next time I see
I shall pose you next to a spider web
for all to see.
I think I need to take another long,long walk
along the Suwannee
and ponder a house upon stilts there
obscuring the view
but shouting quite loudly
come and see
what things I can talk of
and see.

Southern Flyway

Been waiting patiently for the Sand Hill Cranes to return. Yesterday two flocks passed overhead on their way South, toward Paynes Prairie and further down. Taken with the D7000 with the 18-200 on P mode. It was nearing the 5:30 closing time of the Park as I walked briskly back from the dike.

Beyond repair

She waited quietly on the red couch
Eyes never meeting the watching ones
waiting like her in their unconcern
to hear the verdict announced
its beyond repair
Let me escort you to the show room
introduce you to Guss
He can show you a Camry
Only driven by a little old lady to
church
like the one sold to
Barney from Mayberry.

Wood Violet Sorrel

Along the banks of Alligator Lake. Today took meme to the Southern Exposure hair dresser. While waiting for her to finish, drove to the boat ramp behind the DOT and United Methodist. A few violets were in bloom. Used the Canon S95 as much easier to use for close-ups than the Nikon D7000 I had along. Later in the evening about 4:30 took a quick trip to Alligator Lake Park for a walk out on the dike to again test the Nikon, this time with the 18-200 lens. I was pretty much pleased with the results in metering and quick focus.

Christmas party

While the ladies and JT gathered in the living room for the white elephant exchange, the men gathered in the TV room to do the same. We would have rather been outside by the kettle fire, wood supplied by David Hamilton, but we went along. The gift of choice was a box of 9mm bullets and a Duck Dynasty Uncle Cy tea glass. I traded my Shaun Hannity book for a bag of peanut M&M's with Dennis. Following the party, Dennis, Brandy and Creed stayed to help clean up then Dennis and I poked around the fire outside til around 11pm.

The day after

 

The morning after the full moon, I was up around 7am to watch the setting of the moon.
I had hoped for some Sand Hills or jets, but only got a few small birds in the distance.
My that moon sets quickly.

Bosom buzzards

Sand Hill return

Lo stesso tempo
Languished from migration
Largo di molto
Longing for destination.

Lo stresso tempo is Italian for "at the same pace" and Largo di molto is Italian for "very slow and broad". They are musical terms. I always relate the Sand Hill line undulating as they fly by to a musical scale or scala.

D7000

Yesterday's aiplane photographs were taken with the D3100, not the new D7000. This is one of the first fifty taken with the D7000. Nothing grand, only in that I was not having to concern myself with exposure, which I so often got either over or under, missing the composition. A learning curve in progress. Getting there.
Glad to have the Sand Hill Scala come my way yesterday.