Patch of blue

It was overcast this morning, but then the sun came out all of a sudden, and I turned around and there was a pretty juxtaposition of clouds and sky and grass and sand and scraggly trees...

Rainy daze

Idly fiddling with my camera through the windshield of my car while waiting in front of the Argyle Library for Nick to come out and I ended up with a whole bunch of neat pictures. It's like I ran them through a watery filter in Photoshop, except I didn't. Isn't that weird? I think they're cool.

I still love this shot

Even though I've taken it a bajillion times.

Close in and far out

 Pine cones are the coolest things.

And this just looks like a galaxy leading off into someplace interesting.

Small things

 This I liked because it looks like a heart and I thought about using it as a sort of natural bumper sticker, "I heart walking here."

 This is all about the bands of color.

 This is a giant frilly bow on a present.

 This is a perfect pine cone perched on a limb that fell off the tree.

These saw palmetto leaves were wet and patterned in the most interesting way. I wonder why they have diamond shapes on them?

Patterns

 The dog and I took the new path through the middle of the preserve today. It was damn cold out there. Every step I took was like walking through heavy snow. The dirt was soft and my feet sunk six or eight inches walking through it. But I got some nice pictures.

All the weeds and grasses sparkled in the light this morning. I tried to get those, too, but had mixed results. I'm going to do a little research and see if there's a better way to shoot them.

Seemed to take a lot longer, going through all the deep dirt, but it was maybe an extra fifteen minutes. Still, I was sweaty by the time we got back to the car.

Monster tracks

Tractor trails all around yesterday. Looks like they're either putting in more fire breaks or alternative routes through the preserve. I hope it's the latter. I don't want to think about what this place will look like if they do another burn through the middle. Ah, me. I'm not an expert on how to manage a preserve. I'm not. And I don't even play one on TV.