The Back Fence

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One of the little treats, a surprise, was the discovery of the wheel in the back yard of our property. When we bought it, the back was 5 foot deep under snow so there was no indication what lay underneath.

Once spring toddled along it became apparent, and has served as a photographic subject since. There is an interesting relationship between old wheels and fences, perhaps some call back to simpler times on the farm. Posted by Picasa

Autumn Colours

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Well, it’s that time of the year. Halloween just around the corner and leaves turning all over the province. 2005 looks to be a spectacular year for colours, with a lot of reds, oranges, and yellows to be had. Posted by Picasa

Appalachian Sunrise

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Another trip this month, this time down to South Carolina. I managed to get some shots, including some interesting colours from the window of the plane on the way back. Posted by Picasa

Twain on Photography

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I couldn’t help but reprint this here.

“No photograph ever was good, yet, of anybody–hunger and thirst and utter wretchedness overtake the outlaw who invented it! It transforms into desperadoes the meekest of men; depicts sinless innocence upon the pictured faces of ruffians; gives the wise man the stupid leer of a fool, and a fool an expression of more than earthly wisdom. If a man tries to look serious when he sits for his picture the photograph makes him look as solemn as an owl; if he smiles, the photograph smirks repulsively; if he tries to look pleasant, the photograph looks silly; if he makes the fatal mistake of attempting to seem pensive, the camera will surely write him down as an ass. The sun never looks through the photographic instrument that it does not print a lie. The piece of glass it prints it on is well named a “negative”–a contradiction–a misrepresentation–a falsehood. I speak feeling of this matter, because by turns the instrument has represented me to be a lunatic, a Soloman, a missionary, a burglar and an abject idiot, and I am neither.”

– Letter to the Sacramento Daily Union, written July 1, 1866

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Well, I finally made it to Paris. Was too late for the next connection so a long wait, watching others rush to their flights.
( c) 2005 – Doug Merrett

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Here is a shot I caught while waiting at JFK for the flight to Paris. Of course I started off taking a picture of the sun peeking through the clouds. Took a few shots, packed up the camera, then ZOOM over goes a plane. “That would be a good shot!” I thought to myself. Well, it was 20 more minutes before another plane followed that particular path, but it was worth it!
( c) 2005 – Doug Merrett

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I was on my way to France for work. When this shot was taken I should have been in the air over the mid-Atlantic. Crossing the big pond is always problematic, though, so here I am cooling my heels at a hotel in Boston. Tomorrow I’ll try again.
( c) 2005 – Doug Merrett