20130901 observations: driving on 101, i note that the honeysuckles and bottlebrush trees still have blooms while the "blue highway flower" has mounds of blossoms. Many crepe myrtle trees have faded, but here and there are trees covered with bright red clusters.
The weather patterns feel a bit different. There have been clouds in the afternoon, sheets of clouds that feel like rain (not yet, surely) passing through. Evening sunsets have had clouds to catch the color and play with the late light.
I've been looking at lenses for hours on eBay. I've learned that it will be a challenge to get a wide angle lens for my cropped sensor camera, as the cropped sensor makes the width of field more narrow than on a 35 mm camera for the same focal length. The 18mm focal length on my cropped sensor would be a fish-eye, almost. There are converters, which could be interesting to play with: so far i have refrained.
Monday, my main project was to go photograph the Meetinghouse grounds. This is a bit of a follow up to the class a couple weeks ago. We stopped at the hardware store first as i considered how to create a scale in the images. In the class, the instructor had a pole a couple of meters long with a sharp stake end. This would be cheap but obnoxious to carry around. I had thought of a folding rule, taped up to make the dimensions clear, but i'd seen an inexpensive, lightweight folding rule on Amazon and couldn't quite get past preferring that one. Instead, i bought yellow rope, a plumb bob, and tape, and i hung the taped up rope from our lightweight tripod.
I've written more about the project at http://www.ipernity.com/blog/337691/533311 . I can't remember how i learned about ipernity, but it's an interesting cross between flickr and a blogging platform.
The weather has seemed more humid than usual, more humid than i am used to. Add sunshine and i suddenly become cranky. I marvel: i think i can move back to the southeast? I'd just have to mark May through September off the first year as "too humid to think" and plan some sort of acclimatizing practice. That might be "sleep days." Of course, since the plan would be to be a self employed naturalist-photographer (in this fantasy where we move back), sleeping days seems conceivable. Dawns and sunsets for photos, a little bit of gardening in the early hours after dawn, then sleep in a dark cave of a room. Spend the night on the front porch doing computer stuff.
It seems possible: i bet Christine would love it. I've been an owl before, working night shifts in Los Alamos and at various labs.
So, there's another layer of reality to add to visualizations.