Pacific Sunset

This week’s photo challenge isĀ Elemental.

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This week my time is short, so I grabbed a shot from deep in my photo archives. This image hails a late 2000 trip to Westport, WA. I stood on a pile of rocks as the evening tide lapped at my feet while the sun set. I had a one megapixel Sony Mavica that recorded images onto floppy discs, and I could take no more than 10 pictures per disc. That technology seems so quaint now, but I’m sure that the power of the water hitting that Pacific shore is still the same, seventeen years later.


I Love Grass Flowers

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Grass flowers are like the drunk-at-noon jaywalkers of the plant world. In my city, one can actually be fined for letting theĀ grass get tall enough to bloom, unless it is an ornamental variety that is well-mulched with an obvious garden center origin. Otherwise, grass flowers in a yard advertise that the occupant has let their subscription to civic life lapse.

Why can’t we let a portion of the lawn bloom? There is a bit of the heart that stays wild, no matter how many rules we must keep.

Summer Photo Walk, July 29: Fort Amanda Park


Fort Amanda Park is located in southwest Allen County, Ohio, and its primary purpose is to honor that location’s role in the War of 1812. Fort Amanda was a supply station during that war, and it was abandoned so soon after the war ended that its precise location is unknown. Nevertheless, a moment to the fort was built in 1915 at this park:


There is also a cemetery where veterans of several wars are well-represented, including 75 unknown soldiers from the War of 1812:


I spotted the grave of a veteran of the Battle of Bunker Hill! His name was Peter Sunderland, and he lived to the advanced age of 90 (and a country road close to this park bears his name, too). His longevity reminds of something my all-time smartest friend told me when he was studying Greek and Roman literature in college. He told me that there have been elderly people in every era and that life expectancy is more a function of infant mortality than average longevity.

I see that Mrs. Sunderland enjoyed a long life, too:


This park is also situated on the banks of the Auglaize River, which is swollen from recent heavy rain. Today’s photo walk is a change from my usual locales, but I couldn’t have asked for better weather for this trip.


Wetlands Photo Walk, July 24

I capped a busy Monday with a quick walk through my neighborhood wetlands. These shots were taken within an hour of sunset, and the long light reigned as I walked past thousands of tall thistle that have begun their subtle blooming.


Belated WPC: Collage

Today I thought I’d try the Weekly Photo Challenge for the first time. Earlier today, the theme was still Collage. It just so happens that I recently made a collage in homage to sugar maples. By the time I was ready to post this collage today, the theme had changed, so I posted a photo for that challenge.

I thought I’d share this one despite the belated timing of this post. Is there a German word that implies longing for something yet not wanting to rush the time that intervenes between you and that which you desire? I’m thinking German because it seems that language has room for all sorts of ambivalence that is not acknowledged so readily in English.

If there is such a word, it would well convey how I feel in the heat of summer when I long to see sugar maples ablaze with color in autumn.

Summer Photo Walk, July 16


This morning I returned to the wildflower prairie at McLean Teddy Bear Park located here in Allen County, Ohio. There is definitely some overlap in flora between this prairie and my neighborhood wetlands. Gray-headed coneflower and sawtooth sunflower are well-represented at this prairie, too.

There is a much greater diversity of flowers at this prairie. Weather permitting, I’m hoping to capture more of the parade of different blooms as the season progresses.