Taken circa 1990 on 35mm film with one of my favorite zoom lens, and the only one I could afford at the time, a Sigma 18-200mm. It finally bit the dust at the start of a wedding shoot, resulting in photos (all b+w) with some strange focus issues that the bride and groom nonetheless admired, “art shots” in the vernacular. One I loved was a portrait of the laughing bride in the middle of a row of kids, all equidistant from the camera, with some out of focus. Hopefully the images have retained their magic over the years.
Our friend Peter S had “First Leaf” in a prominent location in his home for the longest time, especially rewarding for me given his abilities and reputation in the field of interior design.
Here’s a view of the falls mentioned in the previous post, along with a finally balanced cairn. Rumor has it there used to be a brick factory upstream (probably just old factories made of brick), and every year a new batch of tumbled brick arrives. The supply seems endless.
The water level was quite high for our annual Arches trek this year, and with the strong current, I didn’t even try swimming up to the falls, just off camera on the lower right. Unfortunately, that meant missing out on a wonderful last-all-year waterfall massage, one of the gifts of the place. But another – the sound of the waterfall itself – would settle deep into recesses of body and soul over a few hours time. The water itself was refreshing but sooo cold this late in August.
JJ meanwhile fell in love with my $20 “estate sale” guitar, and between us, we covered twenty or so songs, and made up a few originals along the way. Not a bad start for our “One World, One Guitar” tour, coming, perhaps, to a town near you.
Another view looking out toward North Cove; the title is a direct quote from a neighbor of ours on the renovation of this property, and its recent selling price.
Old Saybrook is one beautiful town, situated as it is at the mouth of the CT River. Here’s one of our favorite destinations for morning walks, about a half mile from where we live.
Taken circa 1990 on 35mm film with one of my favorite zoom lens, and the only one I could afford at the time, a Sigma 18-200mm. It finally bit the dust at the start of a wedding shoot, resulting in photos (all b+w) with some strange focus issues that the bride and groom nonetheless admired, “art shots” in the vernacular. One I loved was a portrait of the laughing bride in the middle of a row of kids, all equidistant from the camera, with some out of focus. Hopefully the images have retained their magic over the years.
