I love the angles you got. I don't recall seeing any from this perspective. Nice framing with the trees.
How were you able to photograph the tombstones?
Several years ago, I photographed a funeral at the Abraham Lincoln National Cemetery in Illinois and I was specifically directed not to photograph towards any of the tombstones. At least, not to get any names in any photographs I took.
Easy. It is yellow and has quotes around it.
Your pictures are just gourdgeous.
I love it. Yes, it looks like a Christmas card scene. That is what I thought when I first saw it.
I had attended many seminars and classes with the great portrait photographer, Monte Zucker (RIP). He was always stating statistics that 92% of this, or 98.5% of that. Someone finally asked him "Where did you get that statistic?" His response, "I just said it. Who's going to check it out!?"
My cell phone often lists a number along with the words "Scam Likely."
I answer those calls with "Scam Central."
Click is what I hear.
Thank you for the education. I never knew the word "etude", so, I Googled it. Although the word specifically refers to a musical composition, I found your image music for my eyes. Great work. And, thank you for expanding my vocabulary.
Headlight of a trail bike?
I have seen many print judgings (competitions) and each print is presented to the judges with a title. The photographers think long and hard when determining a title. The prints are to be judged by the visual impact, presentation, content, etc., not the title. But, I believe as apparently the photographers themselves, that the brain of the judges has an internal connection between the title heard and the visual presentation of the image that affects the score given to the print.
Ever notice how the older you get, the faster time flies?
How long is time? A second...simple. A minute...not too difficult. A year?
Well, to a one year old, a year is an entire lifetime. That's 100% of his life. (Not that a one year old understands math and percentages, let alone most (not all) adults). To a five year old, a year is 20%. A ten year old, 10%.
I see a trend here.
A fifty year old, one year is 2% of his life.
My, how time is flying by.
Would that be the "air" keyboardist? Love the photo.
Looks great (except for the plastic bag in the doorway on the far left). Pic is well lit, I like it.
So you showed her a ring and she gave you the finger.
Congratulations.
Remember, the secret to a long marriage... Don't get divorced.
A lifetime of happiness to you both.
Beautiful photo.