The f**g photo: I have heard many times that the main attribute of a good photographer is the ability to see the image of the moment and capture it on film (or digital today.) Of...

The Cracker

I have heard many times that the main attribute of a good photographer is the ability to see the image of the moment and capture it on film (or digital today.)

Of course I hardly ever happen to have a camera in my hand when one of those Kodak moments slap me in the face.

Having a magnificent camera can help with sharpness, and the auto-exposure features on today's (newest and very costly) models from Germany and Japan can make even a photographer like me. One of modest talent reap the technical reward.

To wit this little story:

I awoke at 7:45 this morning. Just as I do most mornings. This being one reward of early retirement. The downside being the fractured spine from a night landing into the only tree within one hundred miles of any other. (another story not to be repeated).... I stretched, showered, and with my pajama bottoms back on -- (a bit chilly this morning after the newly arrived cold front) -- I brewed a K-Cup of morning blend and retired to the front porch to sit in the swing and offer thanks for another beautiful morning.

Beautiful it was also. At near 3,500 ft. asl, the morning clouds were rising from the valley and drifting past the porch. I could hear the noise from the newly arrived Canadian geese, rising into the sky in search of newly picked corn fields. Must have been fifty or more that flew within yards of my head as they rose into the clear sky above me.

As my eyes returned back down to earth, having searched for a glimpse of them, I saw one of those rare photo opportunities. (Of course my camera was in the closet)...

No, not a confused Canadian goose stuck in a tree rather a nature supplied moment. Quite a moment in time and hard to replicate tomorrow.

My moment in time? The sun was just rising above the treeline and casting rays of bright light through the clouds and by alignment was illuminating from behind, the American F**g which always flies from our porch.

I rose quickly, nearly stumbled over the porch railing and managed to grab the Nikon from the bedroom, return to the porch, aim, check the composition and press the shutter release button. I had my photo -- my moment in time. (Fact is, I captured four photos while bracketing the exposure)... I was taking no chances.

The photo? Look left!

bahmer

The C*****r wrote:

I have heard many times that the main attribute of a good photographer is the ability to see the image of the moment and capture it on film (or digital today.)

Of course I hardly ever happen to have a camera in my hand when one of those Kodak moments slap me in the face.

Having a magnificent camera can help with sharpness, and the auto-exposure features on today's (newest and very costly) models from Germany and Japan can make even a photographer like me. One of modest talent reap the technical reward.

To wit this little story:

I awoke at 7:45 this morning. Just as I do most mornings. This being one reward of early retirement. The downside being the fractured spine from a night landing into the only tree within one hundred miles of any other. (another story not to be repeated).... I stretched, showered, and with my pajama bottoms back on -- (a bit chilly this morning after the newly arrived cold front) -- I brewed a K-Cup of morning blend and retired to the front porch to sit in the swing and offer thanks for another beautiful morning.

Beautiful it was also. At near 3,500 ft. asl, the morning clouds were rising from the valley and drifting past the porch. I could hear the noise from the newly arrived Canadian geese, rising into the sky in search of newly picked corn fields. Must have been fifty or more that flew within yards of my head as they rose into the clear sky above me.

As my eyes returned back down to earth, having searched for a glimpse of them, I saw one of those rare photo opportunities. (Of course my camera was in the closet)...

No, not a confused Canadian goose stuck in a tree rather a nature supplied moment. Quite a moment in time and hard to replicate tomorrow.

My moment in time? The sun was just rising above the treeline and casting rays of bright light through the clouds and by alignment was illuminating from behind, the American F**g which always flies from our porch.

I rose quickly, nearly stumbled over the porch railing and managed to grab the Nikon from the bedroom, return to the porch, aim, check the composition and press the shutter release button. I had my photo -- my moment in time. (Fact is, I captured four photos while bracketing the exposure)... I was taking no chances.

The photo? Look left!

I have heard many times that the main attribute of... (show quote)

Truly beautiful, may she always wave over the land of the free and the home of the brave.

slatten49 Loc: Lake Whitney, Texas

bahmer wrote:

Truly beautiful, may she always wave over the land of the free and the home of the brave.

Quick thinking on your part, and your reward is the photo.
Our f**g is the most beautiful, visually speaking, in the world. It also holds the most meaning! :thumbup:

bahmer

slatten49 wrote:

Quick thinking on your part, and your reward is the photo.
Our f**g is the most beautiful, visually speaking, in the world. It also holds the most meaning! :thumbup:

And to think that Moochelle made the statement "all that for a damn f**g" yes Moochelle all that for a damn beautiful f**g and maybe since you and your husband don't like it you can take your fat ass to Kenya and enjoy that country. That f**g represents people who have sacrificed their lives for our freedom, it means mothers lost their sons and daughters for our freedom, and if you don't like it, or respect it, maybe you just shouldn't live here and enjoy this freedom that you and your kind despise.

katz Loc: washington

The C*****r wrote:

I have heard many times that the main attribute of a good photographer is the ability to see the image of the moment and capture it on film (or digital today.)

Of course I hardly ever happen to have a camera in my hand when one of those Kodak moments slap me in the face.

Having a magnificent camera can help with sharpness, and the auto-exposure features on today's (newest and very costly) models from Germany and Japan can make even a photographer like me. One of modest talent reap the technical reward.

To wit this little story:

I awoke at 7:45 this morning. Just as I do most mornings. This being one reward of early retirement. The downside being the fractured spine from a night landing into the only tree within one hundred miles of any other. (another story not to be repeated).... I stretched, showered, and with my pajama bottoms back on -- (a bit chilly this morning after the newly arrived cold front) -- I brewed a K-Cup of morning blend and retired to the front porch to sit in the swing and offer thanks for another beautiful morning.

Beautiful it was also. At near 3,500 ft. asl, the morning clouds were rising from the valley and drifting past the porch. I could hear the noise from the newly arrived Canadian geese, rising into the sky in search of newly picked corn fields. Must have been fifty or more that flew within yards of my head as they rose into the clear sky above me.

As my eyes returned back down to earth, having searched for a glimpse of them, I saw one of those rare photo opportunities. (Of course my camera was in the closet)...

No, not a confused Canadian goose stuck in a tree rather a nature supplied moment. Quite a moment in time and hard to replicate tomorrow.

My moment in time? The sun was just rising above the treeline and casting rays of bright light through the clouds and by alignment was illuminating from behind, the American F**g which always flies from our porch.

I rose quickly, nearly stumbled over the porch railing and managed to grab the Nikon from the bedroom, return to the porch, aim, check the composition and press the shutter release button. I had my photo -- my moment in time. (Fact is, I captured four photos while bracketing the exposure)... I was taking no chances.

The photo? Look left!

I have heard many times that the main attribute of... (show quote)

A true patriot. Spreading the p***e. :thumbup:

katz Loc: washington

The C*****r wrote:

I have heard many times that the main attribute of a good photographer is the ability to see the image of the moment and capture it on film (or digital today.)

Of course I hardly ever happen to have a camera in my hand when one of those Kodak moments slap me in the face.

Having a magnificent camera can help with sharpness, and the auto-exposure features on today's (newest and very costly) models from Germany and Japan can make even a photographer like me. One of modest talent reap the technical reward.

To wit this little story:

I awoke at 7:45 this morning. Just as I do most mornings. This being one reward of early retirement. The downside being the fractured spine from a night landing into the only tree within one hundred miles of any other. (another story not to be repeated).... I stretched, showered, and with my pajama bottoms back on -- (a bit chilly this morning after the newly arrived cold front) -- I brewed a K-Cup of morning blend and retired to the front porch to sit in the swing and offer thanks for another beautiful morning.

Beautiful it was also. At near 3,500 ft. asl, the morning clouds were rising from the valley and drifting past the porch. I could hear the noise from the newly arrived Canadian geese, rising into the sky in search of newly picked corn fields. Must have been fifty or more that flew within yards of my head as they rose into the clear sky above me.

As my eyes returned back down to earth, having searched for a glimpse of them, I saw one of those rare photo opportunities. (Of course my camera was in the closet)...

No, not a confused Canadian goose stuck in a tree rather a nature supplied moment. Quite a moment in time and hard to replicate tomorrow.

My moment in time? The sun was just rising above the treeline and casting rays of bright light through the clouds and by alignment was illuminating from behind, the American F**g which always flies from our porch.

I rose quickly, nearly stumbled over the porch railing and managed to grab the Nikon from the bedroom, return to the porch, aim, check the composition and press the shutter release button. I had my photo -- my moment in time. (Fact is, I captured four photos while bracketing the exposure)... I was taking no chances.

The photo? Look left!

I have heard many times that the main attribute of... (show quote)

A true patriot. Spreading the p***e. :thumbup: