Saturday, October 25, 2014

Back to the future

I have not posted anything in a couple of years. i will try again to do this. The warning for anyone who looks at these is 1) Nothing that I think or say is of any importance. I would hope that from time to time I will say something outrages enough that it will get one person to think about something, 2)I am not a good writer. In fact I am so bad that I am not sure that I would reach high enough to become a bad writer. 3) I am also a very very bad speller. So today i was out shooting photos just after sunrise. In that sweet light. I was at a small lake that is on the border of Sheboygan and Ozaukee counties. A very small lake. Lots and lots of geese and ducks on the lake. Sun rising over the lake. Still some color on the trees. I see a very old building. It looks like and old outhouse. No have moon on the door but the right size. Open the door and that is what it is. I then ask myself am I going to be the old "hippie" and spend this sunrise on an old outhouse or am I going to do what I have been doing for the last thirty years and take the "safe" pictures. The colors, the geese and ducks or the sunrise over the lake. I took the old hippie way. i spent an hour on the outhouse. Not only the whole house but closeup of mails, chipped paint and even shadows from some of the grasses that surround the building. When I was done i found another building that is a two seater. Tomorrow back to the lake. i think maybe i started go back to my old way three years ago when I started to play Santa. Most of the people who I worked with for 20 years still do not believe that I do that. If they were to see me when I am out and about taking photos and how I stop strangers to ask all sorts of "dumb" questions or siting on a beach at sunrise or sunset taking photos. I have not softened my "political views. I do not shop Hobby Lobby or Menards. I have not taken a plastic bag from a grocery store in over 10 years If I go to Starbucks i take in my own cup and try to leave with a bag full of grounds. If I stop at gas station I have my own cup. It has been years since I have gone through a drive up window at a bank or a fast food place. I have not missed voting in an election since I turned 21 (yes I m that old). I have my ballet but this time I am not sure it is worth the effort.