Sunday, April 15, 2012

Texas 16 -- North Towards Llano

This is the last post about my drive chasing Bluebonnets through the Hill Country with my Canon. The biggest problem with digital photography and ever larger compact flash cards - even bigger than sorting through heaps of images and more extensive post-processing tasks - is the danger of desensitizing the audience you were hoping to edify or, at least, entertain. This shouldn't be an insurmountable problem. It may be more difficult for someone wildly enthusiastic about his subject but, with a little bit of discipline, it can be overcome. At least, I'll try.

In the meantime, visitors can assume some control of the situation. Check out the blog when you're not pressed for time. My secret to looking at art, whether it's painting, photography, cinematography, or anything else is to approach it with an open mind and ask yourself, "is there anything in this picture/image/movie/etc. that I really like?" When it gets old or something comes up, take a break. Go do what you have to do and come back when you have the time to enjoy it.

There's something about a big tree that's more or less alone, which has grown up without the restriction of sharing resources with others of its ilk. The Oak in this pasture is impressive in its balanced growth, if not symmetry. It simply a beautiful tree, and everything in sight is much more interesting by being associated with it.

I've been trying to pull up from the depths of my memory how this pond is referred to typically in Texas. In Australia, I think it would be a stock tank. Maybe it's just a tank; hell, maybe it's just a pond. Anyway, it's standing water and, in central Texas, that's really good to see.

I don't know how much public right-of-way federal and state highways rate here in Texas, but the space between the edge of the roads and the fence lines seems very generous. And, at least in the spring, it's like having hundred-mile-long parks all over the state.

Enjoy the rest of these parks. . .





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