The sky tonight was MAJESTIC.
Seriously, I thought I was at a movie and kept expecting Moses to come down from the mountain.
I called Chris and told him to do his thing because the light would be gone in 5 minutes and I was at least 57 minutes from the camera.
He was only too happy to comply.
Photo credit: Chris Mulvenon
You could infer from these photos that I like pink.
I do in fact think pink is a perfectly lovely color. I actually wore my pink pajamas and looked at my new pink watercolor brush pen as I selected the pink pictures for this post in which I have used the word pink six times (in only 3 sentences).
This sunrise photo didn't turn out quite like I wanted so I decided to "posterize" it. When I saw the result I decided to posterize the whole rest of my day.
Except for the pancakes. I preferred to eat them "non-posterized". With just a smidge of special butter from Denmark.
Do you think I am obsessed with the sky?
I was just organizing some pictures and realized that I probably do take a lot of these. In Kansas there is a lot of sky to look at. I don't ever intend to stop being amazed.
At 5:40 am yesterday morning I crept from my bed. I fumbled for my glasses and headed for the back patio. Yes, on the weekend. Why? The MOON! It's big and full and just begging to be photographed. Between 5:42 and 5:46 I took about 60 shots of it. I kept these 4.
I put the camera in manual mode and just stopped at every setting on the dial - click click click. It's still dark out at 5:40. Even with my glasses on I can't see which setting is which. I figure why not try them all? I guess I could get out the cameral manual, but where's the adventure in that? I prefer to just keep trying. As long as the neighbors don't see me in my lime green, flamingo patterned, rumpled, capri pajamas out on the patio messing around and call the police. I'm thinking they might not take me seriously if I told them the moon was talking to me.
Last night the moon experiments began. My attempts to cross #39 off my "52 by 53" list. What you see above are the best efforts by myself on the left and by Chris (fan cleaner, cook, egg coloring expert, husband) on the right. I was attempting to focus on the tree branch in front of the moon. Chris went down to the basement, got out the tripod, put the camera in manual mode and focused on the moon. Humph... one of us might have gotten a degree in photography in undergraduate school and might be just a bit more patient than the other. Whatever!
I'm still practicing. Waiting for a fuller moon. I did leave the tripod upstairs though.
