Lithuanian Impressionism

July 31, 2010  •  Leave a Comment
I have a lot of images stored on my MacBook.  Too many actually.  So I have begun the process of culling through images that I can't really list as favorites, either from a purely artistic viewpoint or from one that is photographically correct.  As I give consideration to many of these images, I lament that I didn't have the tools then which I have now; i.e knowing a bit more about important things such as aperture, dof, shutter speed, etc.  I have always had an interest in photography, but only recently have I begun to call myself a photographer.  Can't go back and retake, but with the help of software plug-ins, I can tweak some bad images into something worth saving.

Such is the case with this image taken in the early summer of 2006 just before we moved from Lithuania.  The rapeseed (pronounced rapseed), or canola as it is referred to in this country, was just starting to bloom.  Field after field are planted with this crop and by mid summer the country is ablaze in yellow.  A beautiful sight!  I have several images, none of which give proper tribute to such splendor. The original of this image was blurred and boring.   Before hitting the delete button on this image I decided to run it through the Watercolor adjustment from Topaz Simplify.   Presto...I now have a keeper.


The Journey is the Destination, Part 2

July 26, 2010  •  Leave a Comment
All smiles at the beginning of the trip
A portion of our summer road trip was spent with three of our grandchildren; Caitlin aged 9 and her twin brothers Riley and Zachary aged 6.  After spending time away from their parents last summer with us on our trip to the Great Smoky Mountains, we were confident that 14 days in a 25 foot rented RV would be a breeze.  And, for the most part it was.  We set off from Denver Colorado the evening of May 26th heading only an hours drive north for our first night.  Although small and at times cramped with the "valuable" gear they each had to bring, we quickly assumed a daily routine of life on the road.   Our initial itinerary included travel through Colorado, Utah, Wyoming and Montana, with overnights at 7 different campgrounds and visits to 4 National Parks.  The kids were great, enjoying the wandering while suffering through Grandpa's jokes...."Utah me crying at the chapel" was a particular repetitive favorite of his which  I doubt they ever quite "got".
Home, home on the range...in Wyoming

Dinosaur National Monument was a big hit, after all what kid doesn't love dinosaurs!   Although the Quarry is closed until further notice while repairs are made on the building structure, there was still enough to keep their interest. We hiked to a location where a park ranger pointed out some of the fossils embedded in the rock.  The dinosaur exhibit at the museum in Vernal Utah helped fill in what they missed.


Examining the Petroglyphs at Dinosaur national Monument


Next to Wyoming with stops at Jackson Hole to watch a shoot out with Buffalo Bill Cody in what is boasted as “a lively reenactment of frontier justice”
Waiting for the shoot out in Jackson Hole



At the rodeo in Cody Wyoming,  Caitlin joined the other children chasing calves to pull ribbons off their tails.  Entering Yellowstone the kids were each given a challenge to search for wild animals and we were   amused to see a big ol' buffalo slowly meandering down the middle of the road, undaunted by the traffic jam it caused.


Although cold and snowy, no trip to Yellowstone is complete without a stop at Old Faithful, the world's most famous geyser.  
Old Faithful


Next into Montana with plans to visit Little Bighorn National Park where on  two days in June, 1876, 263 soldiers, including  Col. George Custer and attached personnel of the U.S. Army, died fighting several thousand Lakota, and Cheyenne warriors. We made a preliminary stop to check out the park,  where we planned to spend the following day,  in time to listen to a ranger discuss the events that took place that day so long ago.  That stop was fortuitous, since the next day our adventures were challenged by a stomach flu which shortened our trip.

Now as I reflect on the trip and the exposures to portions of this beautiful country which we shared with the children, the unexpected change of plans seems almost inconsequential.  I trust they will remember the fun and experiences they participated in rather than the sickness that brought an abrupt halt to our adventure.  I know that I will.

 Flaming Gorge National Recreational Area Utah

The Journey is the Destination, Part 1

July 22, 2010  •  Leave a Comment

 Home...finally.  Our summer adventure which began May 17th included driving  more than 10,000 miles  through 22 states before bringing us back to our  home in Northern Virginia on July 1st.   Seems only yesterday we were excitedly planning; researching the National Parks, calculating mileage between "must see" sights, making campground reservations for the nights we were in the rented RV with three of our grandchildren and hotel plans for the remaining nights we would be alone and traveling by car.  Now we have the memories...and the photographs.

The chronicle of indelible sights is long.  Notwithstanding the natural wonders seen as we traversed this beautiful country of ours, the brief time spent with the grandchildren, though dampened by a bout of stomach flu, will be high on that list.  Each day brought a new adventure, occasionally involving a long drive, while others were spent exploring the area where we were based. We explored 13 National Parks, crossed untold rivers, climbed up and over countless mountain peaks, crossed the continental divide numerous times  and even stood as did Lewis and Clark in the same historically significant site where the Madison, Gallatin, and Jefferson rivers converge to form the Missouri River. We witnessed a buffalo hold up traffic in Yellowstone National Park and a modern day Buffalo Bill in a shoot out on the streets of  Jackson Hole Wyoming.  We were blown away to watch skydivers jump off the Perrine Bridge,  486 feet above the Snake River just north of Twin Falls Idaho and enraptured as hot air balloons took off in the early morning sun outside of Denver Colorado.  We had dinner with an old friend at a rib joint in Kansas City(where else) and spent a weekend with my brother photographing the Palouse, our furthest westward point.

Life is a journey, you never know what will be your next destination.  Here are a few images from ours.
Roadside IA

Cathedral Falls, WV
Flint Hills, KS
Great Sand Dunes National Park CO
Arches National Park UT
Lanesville IN

Missouri Headwaters State Park, MT
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