It had been a lovely morning and early afternoon, but by the time we go our gear together, the sun was playing peek-a-boo. We went anyway. We were just going around the block to the farm along the river.
There are two or three farms along the Blackstone. Maybe four. The first one, where we usually go, is a dairy farm. Corn, eggs, fresh milk, butter are sold on-site. We never get any of the corn because we show up too late. By then, the corn is gone except for the hulls that would be good for squirrels or cattle, but not for people. They did have apples, but I still have a bunch of Galas at home.
I had a fair number of pictures from the farms already, but they weren’t “things.” More like animals and products, so this time, I tried to get pictures of implements. We got done just in time before the (not predicted) rain started to fall.
The guy who owns the other farm came by and invited us to come on over and take pictures of his new horses. He has quite a lovely heard of Tennessee Walkers, known as the most comfortable horse to sit on if you are going to be on a horse for a whole day. The guy, who wasn’t much younger than me, still rides all day long. He only uses his truck when he goes into town.
I was impressed. But he never took a bad fall, either. It’s not the riding that’s the problem. It’s the falling off. Next time!
I used a filter called “opalescent” to give some very soft color to a couple of pictures. They are almost color, but almost not. Regardless, very pretty.
I’m not always sure where black and white — also known as monochrome — ends and color begins. There are a lot of choices now that bring back some part of the original color, but not all the color or its intensity.
Four of these pictures are classic monochrome. The final one is “transparent,” tonality which uses part of the original colors but unsaturated.
The vanishing point where the lines come together. A vanishing point can be visible or invisible, but “mentally obvious.” You might not see where the road comes together even though your mind knows where the point will be. It’s invisible … but “you” see it.
This is the only shot I have which actually looks like a face. To be specific, it looks like Garry’s face, wearing a cap. It forms a huge shadow on the wall of the UMass University Medical School.
Is it Garry? He was there. Maybe it is.
Or … maybe not!
If you look you can see the brim of his hat and his face beneath? It is up in the right quadrant of the picture!
I didn’t have much in the way of horned critters in my heap of pictures. Just a few goats and the local cows who sometimes have horns, and sometimes, have them shaved down. I suppose it depends on if they like to fight with them or not. Got a great shot of two goats head-butting, but I’m not sure either of them has horns.
Considering the enthusiasm with which they were going at it, maybe it’s just as well if they didn’t! The cows, on the other hand, were placidly bovine and seem disinclined to do anything other than munch on grass and lie on the cool ground under a tree.
As usual, some are Garry’s and the others are mine.
Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge:
Things Made Out of Plastic
And the most plastic of all – Robbie!
I live amidst the trees. Sometimes, I think the trees live amidst us, too. The bug and mouse guy was here yesterday and reported that we have fewer than maybe a dozen still active mice and no visible bugs, except for a mosquito he found in our bedroom.
But meanwhile, he pointed out that we live in the woods, so we’re going to have mice because the amount of room they need to climb under a door is about the width of a dime.
Proudly announcing, we are the winter spa for mice.
FROM PAULA: I usually post castles, churches and ruins for this challenge, but this time I thought it would be cool to see Traces of the Past in nature. After all traces of the past are all around us.
Here is an example of a remnant of one of many volcanic eruptions on Tenerife Island.
Ah, the past. And, in black and white. It’s funny. When we were in Arizona, there were quite a few old lava fields, but I didn’t shoot them much. They weren’t visually interesting and also, the ground felt really strange under my feet. Now I wish I’d shot just a bit more!
Boston has many trains. Commuter trains as well as trains to DC. Florida, and other places. More interestingly, it has trolleys: small trains that run through several towns used by local commuters.
Everyone loves them because unless the standard commuter trains, the trolleys run on time. It’s your job as a car driver to get out of the way when they come!