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Better Than Real Because It's Not.
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(Sep 8 ) Ran back to Cordwood Landing Park one last time for twilight photos.
The portal within the park
Connecticut
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.
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(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.
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(Aug 30) August in Miller Place finally ends.
My very first photos as a child were in fact, black & white. Another thing I caught just the tail end of.
It’s not that there was no color film when I was a child. Color had been commonplace since my parents time. But B&W was still cheaper, though not for very long.
Today of course, we’ve gone from B&W film being more expensive than color, to film itself in danger of extinction.
I haven’t shot on film in twelve years now.
If I recall correctly, my very first photos were similar to these,
photos of the yard.
In other news, … My wheels for the summer.
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(Aug 19) It was on this trip that I realized a few things. One was that walking provided most of the inspiration for photo-taking. The other was (related to the first) that I may have finally gotten a nice camera but at the wrong time in my life. Knowing my time here was short, I hit the street.
I started out…
This road is indeed long and winding.
I’d intended to go all the way to the harbor.
It ends in Mt. Sinai at Cedar Beach.
Oh poison ivy, I curse your very existence. You other ivy are ok though.
Keep in mind though, this is suburbia. None of this is wild.
But that doesn’t mean it’s not nice.
What the streets are made of.
Unfortunately I didn’t get far before stepping in poison ivy, upon which I hurried back home to wash.
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Pseudoreal is still in August. The end of Miller Place was near.
There was a small bamboo “forest” at the edge of the proprerty
It doesn’t handle snow or rain very well
And a few flowers around the foundation
This guy ran around the yard a bit
I’m surprised the hurricane didn’t blow this thing away
Sunset over Harbor Beach Rd.
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