July 31st, photo of the day: A day at the pumps

An abandoned gas station sits alongside a road in Western Washington. The two loyal pumps still offer a reminder to “pay first”

While I liked how this photo turned out before I began editing it, it was lacking something. I applied an old paper action to it, and voila! I love it. what do you think?

Thanks to my mom for patiently waiting in the car while I jumped out to photograph these guys! :)

July 30th, photo of the day: Seattle shore

The ferry ride to and from Seattle is always full of photographic opportunities. Great views of the Seattle skyline, the Space Needle, The sky, the water, and the islands nearby. Oh, and you can’t forget to get yourself standing in front of those things too!

On my most recent trip out to Bainbridge I found myself returning the Seattle about the same time the sun was dropping below the horizon. EVERYBODY on the boat had their camera out, everything from phone to big heavy-duty zoom lenses were in use.

And with a little tilt shifting…

July 26th, photo of the day: Boat ride from the past

There’s something about riding a ferry that seems very sweetly old fashioned. I love it. Last week my mom was out visiting with friends on Bainbridge Island and I took the ferry from Seattle to see her.

This one was taken on the ride back home, as the sun was going down.

I wanted to capture a sense of movement, and a sense of leaving. And I was loving the clouds.

In sepia tone:

And in color:

 

July 24th, photo of the day: Daucus carota

Also known as wild carrot, bird’s nest, bishop’s lace, and Queen Anne’s lace. (Thanks Wikipedia!)

I didn’t know it was a wild carrot, and now I kinda want to go find some and see how “carrot-y” the roots really are!

In the US, we call it Queen Anne’s lace, the drop of red in the center is said to be the blood drawn while she was making the lace.

July 22nd, photo of the day: Sweet pinks

Though there aren’t as many blooms out now as there were a couple months ago, if one looks closely enough there is still plenty to see!

I can’t remember what these are called, but I found them sitting demurely on the side of the trail in the Black River Riparian Forest.

It has been fun to be in a place for more than one season, and to be able to see the different seasons come and go. The last time Isaac and I visited here, there were Indian Plum bushes blooming everywhere. Now, though I can still find those plants if I look, they are no longer the main character in the landscape.