Glads

Glads

Gladiolas which I photographed at my sisters house a week ago.

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Band Update Again

This is a link to the facebook page for the band I am in, Tragic Magic. We still don’t have a bass player, but are persevering. So check us out, like our page, and as we grow you will be witness to the birth of the band and the progression from there forth. All the compositions are originals written by myself and the guitarist and drummer at this point.

www.facebook.com/TragicMagic1

Men In Black

Men In Black

Another photo with me and a few cats. These ones were heavy, a couple ten pounders in my hands, and a slew of others on the plastic. This was while on a trip with my dad. He enjoyed catching that many cats – as he said he had never believed it were possible to catch that many in one trip. He believed me after that, and caught the catfish bug.

Vacation Time

So, as I posted on my other blog, I am on vacation and hoping to make the most of my time. Hope to write at least one good essay exposing the frailty of our current system and how we are being duped and exploited for profit. The world is dying at the hands of those who think with their wallets and wisdom has become an afterthought. Common sense is a thing of the past, and education has been thrown under the bus. We need to wake up America, and then set good examples for the world. Isn’t that what we were famous for? Being world leaders? What happened. We were set up by bankers, corporations and our political system was shanghaied by those who wanted total power over the masses. We ignored warnings by such men as Thomas Jefferson, Dwight D. Eisenhower, and most recently, Ron Paul. They all warned of impending circumstances which would affect our quality of life and the opportunity to develop as a conscious race of people. All those warnings were shrugged off, ignored in favor of convenience. Now look at your neighbors as they work two or three jobs to survive. Look at your neighbors as they lose their homes. And think to yourself “that could be me next.” 

Wake up America, time is getting close, and the new Rome will fall as predicted.

Vertigo

Vertigo

Whenever I get close to the edge of a high place anymore I experience vertigo. I never used to. I used to climb some of the local cliffs with others, and no ropes, and never broke any bones. But now when I’m near the edge I’m useless. Someone obviously doesn’t have the same problem that I have.

Lower Big

Lower Big

This is the next to last falls in the run in Lick Brook Gorge. It is pretty good sized, and when we have flooding it is quite impressive. The gorge itself is quite hidden, and requires a bit of hiking to get into. It is dangerous if you are not careful there, it contains a lot of loose shale cliffs. But it is an impressive gorge. In the winter at the big falls the Cornell ice climbers climb the frozen waterfall. It is the second highest waterfall on the eastern seaboard, second only to Taughannock Falls. My son is standing in front of the small falls for perspective.

Layered

Layered

This is one of my favorite photos from when my son and I went on a hike up a gorge. The water was only a trickle, so the waterfalls were less than spectacular. So I focused on the abstract and unusual – which included this view. I have taken photos of these striations before. I like the way the weeds grow in rows along with the rock.

My First Guest Blog

I was asked to write a guest post based on a comment I made on a blog recently, so I agreed based on the amount of hot air I had on the subject. It was posted yesterday, and its link is here, Guest Post: Shattered Dream Of Peace. If any of you get the opportunity, please check it out and give a comment, and thank Daan for allowing me to place my words and thoughts on his blog page, it would be appreciated.

In other news in my life, the band is coming along well. I believe there is no other band out there which sounds like us. Reason being – my vocals sound like no other vocalist. Not being pompous, just realistic. Example; Rod Stewart, not many sound like him – and you can usually pick up his voice. Ian Anderson from Jethro Tull, Robert Plant, from Led Zeppelin, John Cougar, and I think you get the point. They all have original voices. And so do I. So our material is unique. But its also because we have a timekeeper who is spot on, and a guitar player who can sit and write songs with me one after another – such is his creativity. No we only need to hire another bassist. We seem to be Spinal Tappish when it comes to bassists. Any good bassists out there? Anyhow, we plan to get a bassist, and record the first of (hopefully) many CD’s and then send them out into the world. And they are not songs based on hot women, fast cars or entertainment. They are songs based on thought, feelings, and change. Of course I make them sound too stuffy by describing them that way. And they aren’t stuffy. They range from classic rock styling to heavy metal and maybe a few mosh songs. I’m old but not dead, and can use my vocal cords to propel what I need to.

Well, enough for now, gotta go. keep in touch. And please check out the guest post I wrote. Thank you.

Taughannock Falls

Taughannock Falls

Taughannock Falls is located North of Ithaca, NY, and is the highest waterfall on the Eastern seaboard of the United States. I think its supposed to be like 213′ tall. This was taken from the falls overlook using a film camera.

The Tornado Day

The Tornado Day

It was lightening non-stop, there was a tornado which touched down thirty miles away, and we were cat-fishing the entire time. At the end of the day (even though the lightening did not end) I was rewarded with the most colorful sky I have seen in person.

The Long View

The Long View

It’s sad to think that these are just a few of the people who have fought wars for moronic leaders. Think about it, we fight wars to prevent violence. Duh!! So who fights the wars? Not the leaders. The sheep fight the wars. How does it feel to be a sheep, fighting for the cause of someone who has no clue what peace means? Sad to go to visit a relative who has died for the ideals of some jackass who sits behind a desk and dictates where to send the next batch to be slaughtered in the name of freedom. Sorry, but everyone knows freedom shouldn’t cost blood. I absolutely hate politicians. Maybe someday we will find a use for them, like putting them into a blender and making fertilizer from their worthless pencil pushing bodies. They deserve all the pain they have caused the common man over the centuries. Sorry, but I’m not sorry. The men beneath these stones fought to protect what they value. All we fight for no is what out greedy corporations and bankers value. And if you believe otherwise you should be bi@#h slapped, because it means your brain has been manipulated beyond the point of no return.
Send our politicians, corporate CEO’s, Military Industrial Complex, and the bankers to war, and see how long that lasts.

Lady On A Fence

Lady On A Fence

This lady was in the cemetery with those who fought for their country, and for freedom. I think most of them would be sickened if they saw what they fought for in such a despicable state. And freedom? That seems to be a word used loosely. Freedom means not being trapped within the borders of a country because some rich snob wants to contain greed to within their accounts. But that is what it has come to. These men in this cemetery would disagree with the way we allow politics to stifle freedom.

Upstream Swimmers

Upstream Swimmers

I popped off a shot from downstream of a family enjoying the water. Just below them the water turns turbulent – and if you fell in you may not get out. Hard to believe such a small feeder stream has so much force as it squeezes into the gorge.
There are a great number of waterfalls throughout the gorge at Upper Treman State Park, and it usually has a full years run of water.

Rack

Rack

Story; I was driving down a road I had travelled many times before and noticed a tree in the middle of a field which had never been there before. This tree was so far away that most would not have noticed it. But I had been on that particular road since I was 5 years old and knew every field, every tree, every aspect of the scenery. So I turned around down the road and pulled up across the road from the field.
It was raining out and I needed to keep my camera dry, so I put the camera to my eye and zoomed all the way in. Then I shot some photos.
It was a huge buck, an old one, his muzzle was grey and the beams on his rack had to go almost 2 1/2″ thick. I have 24 times zoom on my Nikon, about 430 mm, and I was zoomed max on optical zoom, shooting through the rain with no tripod. This was what I got. And even then I had to crop closer on my computer to really show what I had seen.
Anyone else would have drove by that day, but I am always looking for THE shot.

The Shape of Things

The Shape of Things

This is one of my favorite bird captures. The branch seems to be telling the bird “come here” because it looks like a hand beckoning the bird forth. The leaves have nice color against the sky, and the bird seems calm enough. I like the overall effect of the shapes within the photo.