A photo from Thursday evening, when I waited for a photo of an almost-full moon. It was well beyond dark before it finally showed up, but I managed to keep myself occupied. This scene, the waning sky hovering above a pair of ponds north of Wuthrich Hill, was okay. This also serves as an example of why I make photos in the RAW format. I’m able to achieve detail in the darkest areas of the image. The files are large and tedious at times, but they give you much more information. I compare them to what one’s eyes actually see when there. In RAW format, the file is filled with information, far less so in a jpeg. The jpeg is surely faster, but these days I’m working at my own pace most of the time. Today’s gear s can do wonderful things with straight-out-of-camera jpeg files, important on deadlines, but not for relics like me. I do what I do.
I spent a great deal of time looking for a photo of tonight’s moonrise, but clouds made that a non-starter. In its place, however, is one taken a earlier this week, a barn I’ve photographed a few times. The moon will be around, whether we see it or not.
While I spend a good bit of time taking photos at small towns in the area, sometimes I just go two miles from home for inspiration. These photos taken last evening represent my town, Taylor, Texas, 32 miles northeast of Austin. When census figures come out, I’m guessing we’re about 20,000, give or take a little. The Samsung Corporation has been sizing up Taylor, too. The company is planning a $17 billion facility to make advanced computer chips, adding 1800 jobs. Without a tax incentive to cap appraised value, however, the company will look other places, including Austin, Arizona and New York. Whatever happens, I’ll still like my adopted town.
It’s another night to mix things up. No theme, just photos. Included: a rain-soaked road in Noack, water drops clinging to a vine at Berry Springs Park & Preserve in Georgetown, and last night’s sunset, this a bit east of Granger.
A continuation of images taken in and around the rookery at Taylor’s Murphy Park. I’ve photographed this place so many times in the past decade, there’s no point in saying more. These photos were taken Sunday evening, when the moon was in a Waxing Gibbous phase, 70% visibility. It’s a little more prominent tonight, of course. As mentioned before, I take photos here throughout the year, but the large number of egrets only occur in the spring and summer. By September, early-October at the latest, the nesting egrets have moved on. Always here: cattle egrets, Great Blue Herons, cormorants, ducks and geese.
One of the pleasures of the rambling I do is finding something not expected. That happened a few evenings back when I took a left turn on a road that I assumed would take me to where I wanted to go. To my surprise, the road came to an end at Our Lady of Guadalupe Cemetery in Taylor. The cemetery looks older, but the sign at the entrance tells me it was established in 1947. This would be the cemetery for Our Lady of Guadalupe Catholic Church, one of two Catholic churches in Taylor. This peaceful place of rest was sharing space with an abundant field of corn. Before leaving, I noticed a lady taking care of a gravesite. Mary was tending the burial site of a family member. While some may find it odd, I find cemeteries to be testaments to those who have left us.
The last night of Taylor’s 71st rodeo gets going in just a few minutes at the Williamson County Expo Center. Friday evening, I stopped in to make a few photos. It was so dang humid, I thought for a minute I was back in Georgia. As with all rodeo offerings, I included just a little bit of action, but also paid close attention to everything else. Cowboys psyching up before competing, stretching, getting their gear just right. It’s a sports event, yes, but it digs at the heart of our culture. I am by no means a cowboy. Through all these years, I’ve only been on the back of a horse one time. I’ve never slung a lariat. I hate pointy-toed cowboy boots. Cowboy hats get in the way of focusing a camera (but they make great fans). Despite all these things, rodeo is one heck of a sport.
This one was fun. The Georgetown Animal Shelter held a kitten adoption at the Georgetown Public Library this morning. The shelter brought 25 kittens, all spayed and neutered. When I left a little over 2 hours later, all but three had found new homes. Fees were just $35 per kitten. While I’m satisfied with all the photos, the little boy cuddling a kitten in one of the photos might be a favorite. It’s the last one here. He was getting his first-ever pet. Those eyes let me know he’ll be a good pet owner. Also included, a little girl eventually cajoling her mom into adopting a tabby kitten. She finally won mom over!
I intended to stay close to home on the day these two photos were made this week, but the quality of early-evening light coaxed me into the countryside. Thankfully, there’s still some rural character to find. These weathered, but regal barns were just the right therapy.
Beyond egrets, herons, geese and ducks, I know little about owls. She was perched on a fence after a rainstorm moved through Noack last night. She didn’t seem happy, but perhaps that’s her smiley face.