<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903989679379611013</id><updated>2024-11-01T06:04:32.636-07:00</updated><category term="adventures"/><category term="buildings"/><category term="checklists"/><category term="nature"/><category term="planning"/><category term="safety"/><category term="sunrise"/><category term="weddings"/><title type='text'>Irish Lady Photography</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irishladyphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903989679379611013/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irishladyphotography.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Maria Fox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16538171929964819459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij1t5GQuJJC_h1Mk_p4W3Rd2wCzGHOsYxYw5AofGXKfXMDe3H6FEEZQOO9ftB9tgESVOuNJVLmkMB0PrL7bpkmoaSl9RlfjNICQBzaKjTjXqIxgRFs22qKO_s2_6qjPUg/s220/Me+%26+Truffle.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903989679379611013.post-1685956431767101976</id><published>2012-01-04T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T13:51:29.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&quot;Eerie Night&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Chosen by the readers, &quot;Eerie Night&quot; is Irish Lady Photography&#39;s top photo manipulation of 2011. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s a view of low-hanging storm clouds that passed just to the east of my house. &amp;nbsp;Between thunderstorms, I grabbed my D40 equipped with the 18-55mm lens and ran outside to snap pictures.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The initial photo didn&#39;t show the proper definition seen by the naked eye. &amp;nbsp;I popped the photo into Microsoft Office Picture Manager and played with the color and contrast. &amp;nbsp;When I got the clouds the way I wanted them, I then used another editing program like PhotoScape&amp;nbsp;and used the watercolor filter to get the finished look you see here.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you so much for your time spent viewing and voting. &amp;nbsp;I plan to add more manipulations throughout 2012. &amp;nbsp;Please come back often to see the new additions. &amp;nbsp;There will be chances at the end of each quarter to vote for your new favorites.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks again,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maria&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irishladyphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/1685956431767101976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irishladyphotography.blogspot.com/2012/01/and-winner-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903989679379611013/posts/default/1685956431767101976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903989679379611013/posts/default/1685956431767101976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irishladyphotography.blogspot.com/2012/01/and-winner-is.html' title='And the winner is...'/><author><name>Maria Fox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16538171929964819459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij1t5GQuJJC_h1Mk_p4W3Rd2wCzGHOsYxYw5AofGXKfXMDe3H6FEEZQOO9ftB9tgESVOuNJVLmkMB0PrL7bpkmoaSl9RlfjNICQBzaKjTjXqIxgRFs22qKO_s2_6qjPUg/s220/Me+%26+Truffle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuHDc_TCdsXR8DKVFGa-EhuyvfnqoB_x2mXNfz9jYLelCbuSeUSdD9KwJVUQdgvFfTGg885lykTCxi7eJ-wEQ7j3hQNN5JgfqTg-gPtZxcmiOxRWj6GFcBkrDEl3ulH7HGieyDV2sxW3rB/s72-c/Eerie+Night.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903989679379611013.post-9216725356722932531</id><published>2011-08-20T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T14:47:23.957-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sunrise"/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieuJncjdKA2XU5NFQkoksxE8Z8sWyb9Gdq1arUCm8xn1jIa8q3DBwy6pn-GovzdtNuUvz8T1aK7jzTy_07Uo1ZxzzZxHQ1f-tga9K52R7WcTLZ_755ZXsK2H4ILIX6IsQOYDUHfwJahD8K/s1600/second+retouch.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;213&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieuJncjdKA2XU5NFQkoksxE8Z8sWyb9Gdq1arUCm8xn1jIa8q3DBwy6pn-GovzdtNuUvz8T1aK7jzTy_07Uo1ZxzzZxHQ1f-tga9K52R7WcTLZ_755ZXsK2H4ILIX6IsQOYDUHfwJahD8K/s320/second+retouch.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irishladyphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/9216725356722932531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irishladyphotography.blogspot.com/2011/08/early-morning-aug_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903989679379611013/posts/default/9216725356722932531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903989679379611013/posts/default/9216725356722932531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irishladyphotography.blogspot.com/2011/08/early-morning-aug_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria Fox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16538171929964819459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij1t5GQuJJC_h1Mk_p4W3Rd2wCzGHOsYxYw5AofGXKfXMDe3H6FEEZQOO9ftB9tgESVOuNJVLmkMB0PrL7bpkmoaSl9RlfjNICQBzaKjTjXqIxgRFs22qKO_s2_6qjPUg/s220/Me+%26+Truffle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieuJncjdKA2XU5NFQkoksxE8Z8sWyb9Gdq1arUCm8xn1jIa8q3DBwy6pn-GovzdtNuUvz8T1aK7jzTy_07Uo1ZxzzZxHQ1f-tga9K52R7WcTLZ_755ZXsK2H4ILIX6IsQOYDUHfwJahD8K/s72-c/second+retouch.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903989679379611013.post-8690286401995660609</id><published>2011-07-28T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T19:01:42.978-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="adventures"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="buildings"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="safety"/><title type='text'>A Little Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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Back before summer temperatures got out of hand, I spent two or three mornings each week traveling farm-country highways near home. On one hand, I love getting out and driving slow through the countryside with my window rolled down.&amp;nbsp; On the other, I like finding old or abandoned buildings to photograph.&lt;br /&gt;
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One morning, while working my way down one of these roads, the old house in the above picture caught my eye.&amp;nbsp; I parked across the road from it and hopped out with my camera.&amp;nbsp; Behind the house were two or three chicken barns, so I walked back and forth on the highway to find the best perspective in order to not include them.&amp;nbsp; Since it was mid-morning, there was no traffic.&amp;nbsp; It was peaceful.&amp;nbsp; A couple of brown mutts crawled from under a fence, saw me, and trotted out to see what I was up to. I&#39;m glad they were friendly.&lt;br /&gt;
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I first took some practice shots with my 55-200mm lens.&amp;nbsp; Not happy with those, I swapped back to my 18-55mm lens and crossed the road.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;One thing I want to make clear at this point is, I &lt;/i&gt;never &lt;i&gt;go on a property without permission.&amp;nbsp; Not only was I raised to respect other people&#39;s property but there are safety issues to consider as well.&amp;nbsp; You will understand why I brought this up shortly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I wish I could have gotten inside the fence to work my way around the entire house to find the best shot.&amp;nbsp; But I stayed either on the road or just outside the fence to get all of my photographs.&amp;nbsp; I did walk, squat, sit and lean every which way to get the pictures I took.&amp;nbsp; Had anyone looked out their windows at the time, they probably wondered what the heck I was doing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I spent about 15-20 minutes photographing the old house.&amp;nbsp; Satisfied I&#39;d done all I could to capture the essence of the building, I hopped back in my truck, tucked my equipment safely away and headed off.&amp;nbsp; As I passed what evidently was the currently inhabited house of the farm, I heard a gunshot.&amp;nbsp; That&#39;s right--GUNSHOT! &lt;br /&gt;
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I ducked and looked back toward the farmhouse.&amp;nbsp; Remember how the brothers in &lt;i&gt;Second Hand Lions&lt;/i&gt; prepared for &#39;company&#39;?&amp;nbsp; That&#39;s what I saw when I looked toward that farmhouse:&amp;nbsp; Two older men, sitting in rocking chairs on the front porch, one with a shotgun pointed my direction.&amp;nbsp; You better believe I floored my truck to get out of there fast!&lt;br /&gt;
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The experience serves as a reminder to always check my surroundings when out photographing.&amp;nbsp; It isn&#39;t just snakes and dogs I have to look out for, it&#39;s also making triple sure I&#39;m not putting myself in harm&#39;s way with people either, just for the sake of a cool picture.&amp;nbsp; I don&#39;t have to have every photograph but I &lt;i&gt;do &lt;/i&gt;have a family to take care of.&lt;br /&gt;
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And that&#39;s exactly what I was thinking when I blew past that old house in order to get back home...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;color: orange; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;No photographers or trucks were harmed in the pursuit of cool pictures on this trip.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irishladyphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/8690286401995660609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irishladyphotography.blogspot.com/2011/07/abandoned-back-before-summer.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903989679379611013/posts/default/8690286401995660609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903989679379611013/posts/default/8690286401995660609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irishladyphotography.blogspot.com/2011/07/abandoned-back-before-summer.html' title='A Little Adventure'/><author><name>Maria Fox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16538171929964819459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij1t5GQuJJC_h1Mk_p4W3Rd2wCzGHOsYxYw5AofGXKfXMDe3H6FEEZQOO9ftB9tgESVOuNJVLmkMB0PrL7bpkmoaSl9RlfjNICQBzaKjTjXqIxgRFs22qKO_s2_6qjPUg/s220/Me+%26+Truffle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6jlptIHfD26vouIadiI1_C-YQRtC67fIxVmFnc-Kkuu-IKhvs1pCYpfMFRUfDCF28AWUw7exbXKpPz_mqEgA8jy_gNcqcbRE_32_9Nx2yu6nSxZqzDRfyrN2w9-lkfhAB2Inz8HZbrzln/s72-c/abandoned+life.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903989679379611013.post-2085775070954453844</id><published>2011-06-15T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T13:58:10.284-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="checklists"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weddings"/><title type='text'>Wedding Day Jitters</title><content type='html'>A couple of months back, a friend asked if I would help her photograph a wedding for a co-worker.&amp;nbsp; The bride-to-be had originally planned to hire a professional photographer.&amp;nbsp; However, circumstances changed and she could no longer afford one.&amp;nbsp; So, as a favor and a present, we offered to document the wedding for her. &lt;br /&gt;
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I have only attended three weddings that I can remember, one of which was my own.&amp;nbsp; Most of my photographic endeavors involve the outdoors.&amp;nbsp; But I wanted to help out this young lady and gain experience. &amp;nbsp;Was I scared?&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Yes!&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; I was petrified I might mess up.&amp;nbsp; But I was excited too. &lt;br /&gt;
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As the wedding day approached, however, I began second guessing myself.&amp;nbsp; How could I hope to do justice to such a special occasion?&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m just an amateur outdoor photographer with big dreams.&amp;nbsp; I stressed over it.&amp;nbsp; By the eve of the wedding, I was downright dreading the whole thing and feeling like a heel for it. &lt;br /&gt;
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I spent the next morning on the phone with my friend going over last minute details, checking my equipment and charging batteries.&amp;nbsp; Going through my mental checklist, I felt a little better, even started looking forward to the day again.&amp;nbsp; Little routines are great to stop unfounded fears in their tracks. &lt;br /&gt;
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Once we arrived at the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.fortsmithweddings.com/page/page/2551009.htm&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 204, 204);&quot;&gt;chapel&lt;/a&gt;, we realized the weather had changed the lighting inside, making everything much darker than we had originally anticipated. &amp;nbsp;Scrambling, we focused on taking practice shots as the wedding company practiced.&amp;nbsp; I can&#39;t speak for my friend but it forced me to concentrate on the subjects and not my fear.&amp;nbsp; This helped me to settle down and start having fun. &lt;br /&gt;
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The bride was beautiful, and funny -- very easy to photograph.&amp;nbsp; Little girls twirled in and out of the dressing room in their dresses while she got ready.&amp;nbsp; Downstairs, little boys wrestled around on the floor, bored with the whole affair.&amp;nbsp; Everything ran smoothly, giving us plenty of time to take lots of candid pictures.&lt;br /&gt;
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And then suddenly, it was Time. &lt;br /&gt;
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I was to photograph the flower girls, ring bearers and the bride and her father walking down the aisle.&amp;nbsp; Seemed easy enough but I couldn&#39;t figure out why I had to scoot so far back to get them in the frame.&amp;nbsp; I thought my lens or camera was messing up.&amp;nbsp; But I plowed ahead and managed to get some good shots in. &lt;br /&gt;
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My friend and I each took a side of the chapel and got the pics we could.&amp;nbsp; At this point, everything went pretty fast considering the previous easy-going pace leading up to the ceremony. &lt;br /&gt;
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Afterward, we did the requisite posed photos of the entire wedding party.&amp;nbsp; This is where you need good communication with the other photographer.&amp;nbsp; We worked in tandem, she getting the close-ups and me working with the tripod further back.&amp;nbsp; By this time, the kids were cranky and the adults were ready to eat.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully this was a small group as it took nearly half an hour to photograph everyone. &lt;br /&gt;
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Afterward, everyone hopped in their cars and booked over to the Holiday Inn for the reception.&amp;nbsp; We encountered a totally different, darker set of lighting &#39;problems&#39; there and ended up with shadows in the cake pictures.&amp;nbsp; By this time, we were nearly 4 hours into the photo shoot and getting pretty tired.&amp;nbsp; We were also running out of space on our cards and running low on battery power.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m glad I thought to bring my laptop and charger, though one of us had to drive back to the other vehicle to get it. &lt;br /&gt;
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At the end of the reception, I thought back over the day.&amp;nbsp; We were exhausted but I realized my friend and I were very lucky indeed.&amp;nbsp; Though it was a special day for the bride and groom, we were privileged to have been allowed into their circle of family and friends and to share their day with them.&amp;nbsp; I will say that it is a very different and gratifying feeling of accomplishment than I have previously encountered and one I hope to repeat often.&lt;br /&gt;
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What did I gain from this experience?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don&#39;t just double-check your equipment, triple and quadruple-check it.&amp;nbsp; Remember I mentioned my lens seemed off?&amp;nbsp; It was because I had forgotten to change back to my kit lens, the 18-55mm.&amp;nbsp; I was attempting to take close-ups with a 70-200mm zoom lens. &lt;i&gt;Whoops!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mental checklists are good but written ones are better.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Always bring the laptop and the battery charger.&amp;nbsp; They WILL be needed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Having to think on my feet forced me to dig in and relax.&amp;nbsp; Ultimately, I had a blast once I loosened up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Spend time with the people.&amp;nbsp; Talk with them, joke with them.&amp;nbsp; Share.&amp;nbsp; It helps everyone relax and makes the experience so much more enjoyable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Don&#39;t be afraid to take on new tasks.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;
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For instance, I may decide early in the morning that it&#39;s a great day to photograph flowers.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;ll gather my equipment, load up the truck and head to a predetermined spot to click happily away.&amp;nbsp; Some times, the results come out really nice and I&#39;m happy with the time spent away from home.&lt;br /&gt;
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However, other times the photos don&#39;t turn out like I remembered when I get them on the computer screen.&amp;nbsp; This is particularly true of nature photographs.&amp;nbsp; Ever have one of those days?&lt;br /&gt;
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It&#39;s on these days I find that the unplanned pictures often turn out to be the best pictures.&amp;nbsp; The following photos are a case in point.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;This guy sat on the pole singing the entire time I was photographing reflections in a pond.&amp;nbsp; Trudging back to the truck lugging my equipment, this woodpecker kept turning his head nearly upside down looking at me.&amp;nbsp; I imagine he thought the two-legged creature with the three-legged thingy and black box on it&#39;s shoulder was rather funny looking.&amp;nbsp; I say funny because his singing sounded more like laughter the closer I got to the truck.&amp;nbsp; So I stopped and got his mugshot.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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After downloading the pictures to my laptop, the reflections appeared uninspired looking.&amp;nbsp; The woodpecker turned out to be the best of the trip.&lt;br /&gt;
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So what has photography taught me that nothing else could?&amp;nbsp; I&#39;ve learned it&#39;s great to have a plan and yes, definitely essential.&amp;nbsp; But I shouldn&#39;t be so focused on a picture/goal that I miss the smaller, sometimes more interesting things going on all around me.&amp;nbsp; In fact, I should at times drop the perfectionism and just have fun.&amp;nbsp; I know, it&#39;s only taken 44 years to come to that epiphany.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irishladyphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/7654001111003152456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irishladyphotography.blogspot.com/2011/05/pictures-i-didnt-seek-initially.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903989679379611013/posts/default/7654001111003152456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903989679379611013/posts/default/7654001111003152456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irishladyphotography.blogspot.com/2011/05/pictures-i-didnt-seek-initially.html' title='Pictures I Didn&#39;t Seek Initially...'/><author><name>Maria Fox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16538171929964819459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij1t5GQuJJC_h1Mk_p4W3Rd2wCzGHOsYxYw5AofGXKfXMDe3H6FEEZQOO9ftB9tgESVOuNJVLmkMB0PrL7bpkmoaSl9RlfjNICQBzaKjTjXqIxgRFs22qKO_s2_6qjPUg/s220/Me+%26+Truffle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZF2_BdxWk46ercEyqOp5OgJnlMOyVd9dMqlkdmdaYmHJzODqraRo-AUTIQeOy_o9pvpxj-kdXvqYoQw61e0AYlCz8GQOG4MqL9cxUUrlvtqyCZ87HHXduPWi2yRWpzjqxArNSgIALnhj9/s72-c/wood+pecker-resize.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903989679379611013.post-6929733618600572429</id><published>2011-04-25T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T05:24:24.561-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nature"/><title type='text'>Getting Started</title><content type='html'>I have set for myself April 30th as a deadline to get this website started.&amp;nbsp; Now it&#39;s just five days away and I&#39;m feeling way behind.&amp;nbsp; So much is going on at this time of the year.&amp;nbsp; Prom, Graduation, birthday, etc.&amp;nbsp; Nearly everywhere I turn, more opportunities arise to take interesting pictures, which brings up a great dilemma.&amp;nbsp; How do I choose when to stop, edit and post?&lt;br /&gt;
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The choice actually was made for me or I would probably have continued clicking away into oblivion.&amp;nbsp; The past few days Arkansas weather has turned nastily soggy, keeping me indoors.&amp;nbsp; It forced me to sit in front of the computer and begin editing.&amp;nbsp; Of course, the fact the kids were hovering wanting their Prom pictures finished so they could post them on Facebook helped too.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkcy626rNKMdyC6PSJaNLeFD67zpkbentbabBTvV6oKcb-mui3gZWwoLnX_T8a5phGPzQjzp68ecEwzylEBIPKYEATuRB8_Geg_ssylxZdgV_zJeFGW6dKfL9x-0wIRxEjSeBv7KCoPIlK/s1600/b%2526w+tree.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;212&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkcy626rNKMdyC6PSJaNLeFD67zpkbentbabBTvV6oKcb-mui3gZWwoLnX_T8a5phGPzQjzp68ecEwzylEBIPKYEATuRB8_Geg_ssylxZdgV_zJeFGW6dKfL9x-0wIRxEjSeBv7KCoPIlK/s320/b%2526w+tree.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This picture is from that bout of editing frenzy.&amp;nbsp; I took the original photograph a couple of weeks ago while driving home from a photo shoot in Fort Smith.&amp;nbsp; I was tired and the clouds promised I would head into a storm soon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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I have wanted to photograph this particular tree for some time but the background never really made it stand out until that afternoon.&amp;nbsp; It just seemed to come to life against the storm clouds.&amp;nbsp; So I pulled into the edge of a driveway (hoping the land owners didn&#39;t come home just then needing to get to their house) and started shooting.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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When I got home and looked at the images on my computer, they didn&#39;t pop the way I had envisioned.&amp;nbsp; So I pulled up one of my photo editing programs and began to play.&amp;nbsp; After working with color and contrast, I finally got to a place I liked with the photograph.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hope you like it too.&lt;br /&gt;
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