IMAGES OF SMALL THINGS FROM THE BIGGEST COUNTY IN TEXAS #735 – MISSED THE “BLOOD MOON”, BUT THE MOON RISE WAS NICE!

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Yesterday morning I was filled with the good intension of producing some great image of the blood moon eclipse. As the day went on, I had settled into the compromise of just getting up to see it. After seeing this lovely orb coming up while sitting in my Lazy Boy, I decided to just go make a photos of this big gorgeous moon and be done with it.

Having listened to the talking heads on every new’s show talking about it, my interest wained. Then seeing the winners from the New York Times of the Pulitzer prizes for photography, I was be-littled by their accomplishments and the air was totally out of my ballon. Seeing the truly great work with real blood from staff photographer Tyler Hicks, the 2014 Pulitzer Prize in breaking news photography for his coverage of a terrorist attack at an upscale mall in Nairobi, Kenya, that left more than 60 people dead. And then Josh Haner was awarded the Pulitzer in feature photography for his images of the slow and painful recovery process for a survivor of the Boston Marathon bombing.

Any image I would make of a lunar eclipse, well suffice it to say it had been eclipsed by some  great image makers of truly remarkable circumstances and events. The blood red moon had totally faded pale.

“Photography is a small voice, at best, but sometimes one photograph, or a group of them, can lure our sense of  awareness!” W Eugene Smith 1918-1978

Some voices are much, much smaller than others! en theos monos ††† jim

IMAGES OF SMALL THINGS FROM THE BIGGEST COUNTY IN TEXAS #734 – MARS & THE MOON IN EARLY AM DUSTY HAZE

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Two days ago I sat in my shorts and dirty t-shirt basking in the beauty and warmth of a bluebonnet patch. Early this am up to attack my writing drills I was greeted with this mysterious view in the western darkness. A great prelude to the coming blood moon eclipse coming early tomorrow morning.

Our balm had faded to sand blown in the 40 mph winds as I stranded to hold my camera still at a 1/15 of a second at 1600 iso. All the while staving the 37 degree chill in my briefs and too thin shirt. The dogs thought me crazy and kept looking to see what the heck had the attention of their strange two legged leader.  I quickly agreed and retreated from outside images to inside words and warm coffee. Image making is fun, but word-smithing can sometimes be a little more comfortable.

I don’t normally post such fuzzy grainy images, but I hope this will keep me from having to braving the 2:00 am call to the blood eclipse. I already gave.  One needs to save their bravery as I have too little to spare.

” A good photograph is  knowing where to stand.” Ansel Adams

I think I will stand inside.   en theos monos ††† jim