(Sep 8 ) Ran back to Cordwood Landing Park one last time for twilight photos.
The water crashing onto the beach always reminds me of Billy now. It frightened him as a puppy.
Blurry ferns suggest it was breezy
I confused an earlier photo with this one. This is the one where you couldn’t see the people fishing.
(Sep 3) Ran back to Cordwood Landing Park to see what the camera could do in extremely low light.
Don’t be fooled. By the time I took this photo, I couldn’t see anything through the viewfinder.
I can’t remember for sure if I had a tripod or monopod, but I think I did use one.
By the time I took this photo, I couldn’t see anything on the LCD screen either.
(Aug 29) The never-ending August continues. Having gone right from the house to Cedar Beach, I next went left to Cordwood Landing County Park. It is a strange place with a path that’s hard to follow. Is this tl;dv; ? (view) I took around 300 photos, so I’m only posting about a sixth of them. Five pages to click through.
As so often we do, our journey begins with a sign.
Vivid.
Unfortunately I don’t remember exactly what the difference is.
Additional guidance provided by the sawhorse.
No, that’s not the clubhouse in the park.
It already feels like it gets dark early.
Exhibit B. I think I like B better.
We continue our journey into a wondrous land whose boundaries are that of …