Monthly Archives: May 2009

Sunday Stills — Telephone Lines

This week at Sunday Stills, our challenge was telephone/power lines and billboards.  We don’t have any billboards around us for at least an hour away and I wasn’t planning on going to the Big City just to shoot them.  But, I do have telephone lines all around.

Our property is about 40 acres and our “upper pasture” is around 12just by itself.  Back in the late 50’s and early 60’s when the dam for our local lake/ reservoir (see yesterday’s post) was being built, our property was built up with trailers for the “dam workers” to live in.  Our house we are in now was actually a bath house with a crowned floor, potty holes and a boys and girls side — that’s all gone of course.  But what remains of that little trailer village is the telephone line that guts our property when it should have been moved back to follow the power lines that go off the backside in a straight line, instead of a U shape.

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Though we live in the country, almost every where I take photos around my pasture, I get these lines and poles.  I’ve tried cropping them, cloning them, and shooting around but somehow they end up being right there in the view. 

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Even shots of the sky are bothered.

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I guess if it’s dark enough outside, you can’t tell they’re there… kind of. 

Someday I plan to have the phone company out to re-route them and then I’ll have a clear view of the mountains around me.  Until then, I have to be creative to get them out of my photos.

Enjoy your Sunday!

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Scenes of our Fishing Trip

We took a trip to our local lake last night with some friends of ours and though if the lake was full we’d be under water, we had fun anyway. 

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The tree line to the right and left is where the water is supposed to be at.  This cute little stream is supposed to be quite a ways behind me dumping in to what would be our lake/reservoir.

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I bought burritos (because I didn’t feel like making anything) from a local Pizza/Sandwich/Burrito shop.  They were pretty good!

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“Toots” — number 3 out of 4 of our friend’s girls, and the most complicated in personality.  She likes pink too.

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I believe you know this little girl.

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Apparently she likes fishing.

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Just like her ol’ Dad. 

By the way, that nice little rocky stream would normally not exist when the lake is full.  But it sure was fun for the girls to play in!  Hubby’s line is in the “lake” just down and to the right.

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We saw a bald eagle, and I didn’t have my telephoto lens on.

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Curtis the stream jumper.  Contrary to popular belief, he actually made it… barely.

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How many blonds does it take to operate a pink Barbie fishing pole?

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“Fish fear me.”

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No Suburbans got dusty in the making of this… well, never mind.

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I think we’re in for a treat with the sky — thunderheads moving in.

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By the look of the clothes and the hair, obviously there was an “oops.”

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“Boo boo baby.”

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She’s not too keen on cold water.

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“Zoozer” — she wanted me to take her picture.

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How come this little face keeps finding her way into my lens?

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“Toots” –She wants to be a super model when she grows up.  Yikes… Not really.  She probably would like to be a bar tender or a gladiator — oh and a princess too.

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Some of our loot.  I found the cool “necklace rock.”

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The sun setting leaving it’s last rays on the opposite mountain.  Oh look!  The lake is over yonder… What a nice lush meadow this is… or at least the bottom of the lake makes for good grass habitat.

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Time for a nice sleep curled up in a cozy little bed.

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Nice big rocks are good for the biceps and good for a splash in the water.  And after it gets too cold to play in the water — the silty sand is good for playing in.

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“Mommy, I got sand in my eye.”

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It’s getting dark.  Where did Daddy and Curtis go?

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A couple of toots on the horn calls the boys in from their bass “honey hole.”  We had a good time — more to come.