Is There a Message Here?

Message in a Bottle

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Something was going on!  While driving from the airport to my hotel numerous police cars sped by with lights flashing and sirens blaring.  There were lots of them and they were in a hurry.  I checked in to my room and turned on the TV.   On a news channel they were saying there has been a school shooting in Parkland, FL.  The school is on lockdown and no word on confirmed casualties but unconfirmed reports said there would be lots of them.  I wasn’t familiar with the area and I googled “Parkland, FL” to see where it was.  That’s when I learned the shooting occurred just a few miles from where I was staying in Coral Springs.   Now all the police activity made sense.

With a few hours to wait before an evening appointment, I decided to do some reading at the hotel and keep the news on in the background.  Details started to come out.  Seventeen dead, more injured.  They caught the gunman.  The survivors were finally able to go home to meetup with anxious parents.  We began to learn more about the victims and the killer.  The immediate danger was over but the fear and sorrow was palpable.  On my way to my appointment later that evening, I stopped to pick up some groceries.  It was very quiet in the store; nobody was talking.  Nobody knew what to say.

The next day my morning appointment was re-scheduled because there had been a “copycat” threat to an elementary school and again roads were closed and schools locked down.  This time it turned out to be a false alarm but the fear in the community was real.  It’ll be a long time before Parkland and surrounding communities will feel safe.  It may never again feel as safe as it did before the shootings.

Now the questions.  Almost immediately and way before anyone knew what really happened, the airwaves filled with “experts” opining about why it happened and what should be done.  Some said it’s because we don’t have enough gun laws, while others said we need more guns in the schools in the form of armed teachers and police officers.  Others said, it’s a mental health issue.  There was even a (false) report that the shooter was associated with a white supremacist group.  Everybody with an agenda was rushing to get airtime and the news media was more than willing to broadcast whatever was being said.  The news reporters acted as if they would themselves die if they stopped talking even though there was nothing new to report!

On the second morning after the shooting I got up early and headed to Deerfield Beach to catch the sunrise.  It was a pleasant morning and the sound of waves lapping on the beach was calming.  My mind began to process all I had seen and heard the past two days.  I still keep wondering how did this kid, and others like him, ever get to the state of mind in which he decided that he had no better option than to gun down a bunch of people?   I’m no expert on the matter but the only explanation that makes sense to me is that this kid felt so completely disconnected from God and humanity that he believed the only way to get someone to notice him was to commit an act so heinous it could not be ignored.

This tragedy was avoidable.  Since the shooting, it has come out that the shooter left many clues foretelling what he was planning to do.  But he was ignored by most, including the authorities.  He had a long history of run-ins with the authorities.  He was expelled from Marjorie Stoneman High School the previous year and one report said bullets had been found in his backpack.  On September 24, 2017, the FBI tipline received a report that the shooter had written a YouTube post stating “I’m going to be a professional school shooter.”   Yet nothing was done.

So, what does a person have to say or do before they are heard?  I believe there is a message here and it to do with paying attention and asking questions when something doesn’t seem right.  Those 17 people didn’t need to die the other day and the kid who shot them didn’t need to be come a mass murderer for someone to finally take him seriously.

 

 

 

 

Classic Music Stars In The Studio

Behind the mic with some of the greatest #MusicLegends of all time – these photos bring back alot of great memories of some really amazing artists!

Classic Music Stars In The Studio

The great Marvin Gaye at Golden West Studios Los Angeles-1973. 📷: Jim Britt/Michael Ochs Archive-@GettyImages


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Pleasant Surprises

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Sony A7rII, 35mm, f/11, 1/5t sec., ISO 100, panorama

My favorite experiences are often ones that occur unexpectedly.  In this case, our destination was Peggy’s Point, Nova Scotia where there is a well known lighthouse perched on a large rock outcrop.  The rocks were formed hundreds of millions of years ago by molten material that flowed up from the inner earth through openings resulting from movement of the earth’s crust.  The village of Peggy’s Cove sits alongside a picturesque little harbor where fishing vessels continue to operate.    Cruise ships that stop in nearby Halifax, send busloads of visitors to visit the lighthouse and the little village.  Most tourists do not venture beyond the immediate area of the lighthouse and village.  Yet, not far from the point and the lighthouse a rugged, beautiful landscape spreads out along the coast.

About 20,000 years before, glacier action scoured the landscape and carried and dropped large granite boulders, called “erratics” as the ice melted away.  The result is a landscape with visible scars on the rock formations and randomly placed boulders.  Bogs, barrens, and unique plants normally found in arctic alpine environments fill in the the areas between the large rock formations.   In autumn, the leaves of blueberry and huckleberry shrubs turn red creating a sea of red that is quite beautiful with the lighthouse and Saint Margaret’s Bay in the background.

While the lighthouse, harbor and village are worthy destinations themselves, our brief visit to this unique landscape has me wanting to return to explore further!

Many thanks to Bernard Chen for finding and leading us to this wonderful place!

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

While driving through Bennington, VT, on our way home from a week-long trip to New England and Nova Scotia, we suddenly came upon beautiful light shining on the top of the Old First Church. Excited we jumped out of the truck and began photographing the scene.

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At first we were unaware of the significance of this place. The Old First Church dates back to 1762 and is the first protestant church in Vermont.  The original structure was built in 1763.  The present building was constructed in 1805 and dedicated on New Year’s Day, 1806.   It was officially made Vermont’s “Colonial Shrine” by the Vermont legislature in 1935.

As we explored the scene we saw a little sign with an arrow pointing down the hill and the words “Robert Frost Grave”. A short walk down the path put us in front of the grave of the great four-time Pulitzer prize winning poet and his family members.

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Visitors had placed many coins on the grave stone and someone left a hand-written note held down by small stones to keep it from blowing away.  Colorful fallen autumn leaves lay on the stone and surrounding ground.  I imagine Mr. Frost would have thoroughly enjoyed this autumn day were he still alive.

Frost spent many of his years living on farms he owned in New Hampshire which no doubt influenced the imagery he created in his writings.

I couldn’t think of a more fitting last stop of our photographic journey! During the past 8 days we had covered thousands of miles and explored widely varying landscapes including seaside, alpine meadows, forests, rivers, and mountains all decorated with colorful autumn foliage.  Our most recent stop was in the White mountains in the area of Franconia, where Frost had owned a farm.  Was it coincidence that we found ourselves at this place at the very moment when the sky cleared and the sun was at the perfect angle to illuminate the steeple of the Old First Church where the body of Robert Frost rests?

After a flurry of activity lasting perhaps 15 or twenty minutes, the light faded and we piled back into the truck for the eight hour drive home.

Robert Frost’s words, written many years before, were perfect for the occasion,

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,

But I had promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep.

From Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Composing Small Scenes

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Small scenes present unique composition challenges.  While walking along Sabbaday Brook near Waterville Valley, New Hampshire, my eye was drawn to a single red maple leaf perched on top of a rock in mid-stream with water rushing on all sides.  Every now and then, drops of water splashing from the turbulent water caused the leaf to wobble on its precarious perch.  I scrambled down the bank and walked out on some rocks until I was almost on top of the red leaf.   Looking through the viewfinder, I moved the camera around trying to find a nice composition.  I tried placing the red leaf in various positions in the frame and also experimented with different focal lengths to control the amount of the surrounding water and rocks that would remain in the frame.   I also looked for a good composition in the portrait orientation, allowing more of the water flow to appear in the scene.  However, I seemed to be unable to find a composition that adequately captured how I felt standing by the stream watching that brilliant red leaf.  Well a year has passed and I decided to look at it again.  I decided I definitely liked the landscape orientation better and in the end decided to place the rocks near the rule-of-thirds “sweet spots”.  The only thing left to decide was how tightly to crop the scene.  I like both versions but give the edge to the wider version (top image).  I think the reason I prefer the wider one is that it includes a little more of the surrounding scene.  The little cascade of water, just above the rocks, helps re-create the overall scene I was blessed to find that glorious fall morning!  What do you think?  I would love to hear your thoughts!

Life is Like a Box of Chocolates (except when it’s not)

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 Sony A7r, Canon EF 24-105L, f/13, 8.0 s, ISO 100

Yesterday was a Forest Gump kind of day.  Noting that there would be a full moon rising, just after the sunset, I planned to get out to try to capture a nice image at one of my favorite places, the Chesapeake & Ohio National Historic Park,  which is just a short drive from my home.  However, things got off to a not so good start.  I had recently made an “upgrade” to my Sony a7R camera, or so I thought.  I always try to remember to take a test shot just before leaving for a shoot to make sure the camera is ready to go.  There is nothing worse than traveling to a favorite place, finding it to be more beautiful than you could ever imagine, and then discovering that you left your memory card at home or there is no battery in the camera!  It was a good thing I took the test shot, or more accurately tried to take a test shot, because that is when I found out that the camera didn’t work with the upgrade installed.  I won’t go into detail here but suffice it to say I was disappointed and in a bit of a panic because I did not have much time to solve this problem and was tempted to abandon my plans.  As a last ditch effort, I decided to undo the “upgrade” and re-install the original parts.   Fortunately I did not listen to the manufacturer’s representative on the Youtube video who said to “…give the old parts to the cat to play with!”  It was a huge relief when I turned the camera on and it was back to normal!

With the camera problem fixed, I set out to go look for a nice spot to photograph the rising full moon.  Unfortunately, the delay left less time to do some exploring and choose a composition.  I was hoping to find a spot that would allow me to first shoot the sunset and then quickly recompose for the moon rise.  I also had to be concerned with the landscape between my location and the moon because I knew I could only stay until about 30 minutes after sunset because I had another commitment later in the evening.  The moon would have to rise high enough to clear any obstacles in its path before I could see it from my location.  With little time to explore, I chose a spot on top of a large rocky outcropping hoping to minimize the angle from my perch to the top of the ridge in front of me.  If I had more time, I probably would have looked for an even better spot.

As it turned out, the moon did not clear the ridge before it was time to leave for my next engagement and I didn’t get the shot I had envisioned.   Sometimes it goes that way.  Although I didn’t get the image I went out to get, my efforts were rewarded with a nice winter sunset and dusk.  There were a few wispy clouds that took on subtle pastel colors that were reflected by the water of the Potomac River.   I was also treated to the sight of a meteorite streaking through the twilight sky and the atmosphere was further enhanced by the ducks that would occasionally come whizzing by and landing in  the water below.   Looking back, I don’t know where I would have ended up if I did not have the delay caused by the camera problem and it’s quite possible my evening would not have turned out as good as it did.  Sometimes obstacles are exactly what I need to get me to look at things differently.

It turned out to be a great evening.  You just never know what you are going to get.

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