Geoff Fox: My Permanent Record
Back when I was in school teachers would always scare me with stories of how my exploits would end up in my permanent record. I believe this is it! – Geoff Fox
There are trees out front including a few flowering trees. They’re flowering!
Today was forecast to reach 70°. That’s not going to happen! Clouds are here. A few rainy days will follow. Ugh!
I was feeling pretty down about the whole scenario until I walked past the front door. There are trees out front including a few flowering trees. They’re flowering!
We’ve still got a long way to go before all the leaves are out and spring’s brightest colors appear. This is a good start.
It is the azalea’s turn. In front of the house they’re a dusky pink. In the back they’re paper white.
We seem to have gone directly from winter to summer! The dew point is currently in the mid-60s. It is warm and noticeably humid this afternoon. Thunderstorms are likely later.
Outside the show of spring color continues. Each tree and bush goes through its particular season. Tiny flowers open and fall within weeks–sometimes just days.
It is the azalea’s turn. In front of the house they’re a dusky pink. In the back they’re paper white.
“You’d better get Clicky,” Helaine said. And so I did.
It’s my understanding the daffodils were planted in 1941 by a husband and wife from New York who’d bought a home in this countrified piece of the Northwest Hills.
A few years ago I got a tip from my friend (and competitor) Bob Maxon. He knew I was into photography. What he didn’t know was whether I knew about the amazing daffodils in Litchfield County?
Uh, no.
Since Bob’s original email I’ve been back each year. Last year it was with my friend and photo buddy Steve. Today it was with Helaine and my parents who are visiting from Floria.
It’s my understanding the daffodils were planted in 1941 by a husband and wife from New York who’d bought a home in this countrified piece of the Northwest Hills. As far as I know the daffies grow wild now with little help.
My parents and Helaine were impressed. I’ll be back next year.
I’m tearing, but these are not tears of joy! It’s tough to get angry at the trees when their blooms are so beautiful.
The past few days have been brutal on my eyes. They are raw and sore. By the end of the day all I want to do is close them.
On yesterday’s noon news Dr. Mel said the tree pollen count, which can go to 12, was at 11.5. Historic level!
I’m tearing, but these are not tears of joy!
It’s tough to get angry at the trees when their blooms are so beautiful. Pictured below is a macro shot which means the image produced is larger than the original.
Spring blooms like these don’t last long–thankfully.
Props to my friend Steve who suggested a smaller aperture for macro shots for a larger depth-of-field. There’s still a lot out-of-focus but a lot more that’s sharp.
This shot is at f/13, 1/500 second, ISO 800 using a Tamron 70-200mm lens at 151mm with a cheapie screw-on close-up adapter.
