There are people with little shantys and tractors and stuff out there, so hopefully I was pretty safe . The bits that aren’t covered in the snow patches, VERY SLIPPERY. I don’t own the footwear for ice >.< Granted, it’s not the most exciting photo but, it is what it is.
This is a bog.Lichens hang from the trees and moss carpets the ground.It is a protected habitat.It has been gifted to us ( the public) with a beautiful boardwalk! Seriously humanity,does it look like the type of place you need to chuck beer cans into the woods and put cigarettes out in?
I have created a whole mental picture of the type of cretin who is walking through one of natures wonders and sees a patch of moss and goes” YEAH that’s where I’ll toss my cigarette,moss makes a mighty fine ashtray !” Oh that area right over there looks like a GREAT new home for my beer can.I am disgusted by it.So much so that I will walk around and pick up other peoples garbage because I just cannot stand to leave it there.I have two hands and two legs,I can pick up garbage,I am not some lazy swine who can’t bring out what I bring in.
Just the other day& I were out fishing and there a sign that says clearly.PLEASE bring out what you bring in.That’s really not such a hard thing is it ? I know if I can manage it ,and I bring a whole damn personal nest with me everywhere I go,other people can too.(I likes to have my stuff ;))
And when we get down to the shore, what do you know. There are several beautiful blue jays frolicking about and to my right ,on the tree with the blue jay, is not one but THREE beers cans stuck to the branches.I was horrified picturing that majestic beautiful bird perched on a damn beer can.Then there was MORE garbage about.I did get the beer cans though :D I have now resolved to bring garbage bags with me wherever I go because I just can’t take seeing nature being soiled like that.These are beautiful and pristine woods out here in the Adirondacks.They were written into the NY constitution in 1895 as being forever wild.Now we can’t help roads and recreation but I think we can sure as hell pick up our beer cans,tissues and cig butts,that’s really not too much to ask.
I know the pictures themselves aren’t the greatest but it’s the story that counts more in this instance :)
This was a crazy storm ! I haven’t had this kind of luck yet this year ,but last summer I was in the thick of it. I must have got hmm maybe 4 decent shots ( by decent, I mean an actual good amount of lightning in the frame) lol The lightning was everywhere, and I was kinda freakin’ out.I have power lines to deal with since this is right in front of my house, I would clone them out but it would be incredibly tedious to make it a convincing job, my patience would become very tested. So here it is, lines and all :) I didn’t do much to this one, I played around with different ways of processing on a couple of the others though..What really gets though is that what I saw was the main bolts and a huge flash, when you take a look at it afterward,you can see many of the intricacies of it structure it’s actually kinda freaky knowing it branched out further that I could comprehend. Truly a moment frozen in time.
There are so many things I wish I could say but I just cannot, my “filter” prevents me from doing so. I know they are the wrong things to say or perhaps, it’s just that I cannot say them with the measure of grace needed. I am forever tied in knots and stumbling over my thoughts. I feel like me and mine (those I feel at home with) are similar to the ferns in this picture, so few in number but so stark in contrast and color.