Just something to think about… maybe…
Just something to think about… maybe…
One thing that can go wrong is ‘camera shake’… especially when you are using a zoom lens in low light.
This is why they invented the ‘tripod’. I have one. I forgot to bring it when I took these pictures of the sun setting over San Francisco.
Yes, I could have braced myself against something, like I did for the pictures that came out. But I didn’t. That being said, these are sort of cool, and they gave me an idea for a series of posts, which means I won’t be wasting the bad photos I took on my adventure to the Bay Area.
Oh, don’t let the adorable smile and the big spit bubble behind it fool you. Of all the mammals you can meet, the wild human… especially the little ones… is by far the trickiest. They are wild, feral, and unpredictable.
While it is true that they aren’t particularly fast, they startle easily, and can emit a a high-pitched vocalization that can overpower your senses. They also have the ability to produce noxious fumes and a wide array of horrendous bodily secretions.
The smallest of them are not equipped for defensive biting… not that they won’t try to bite you anyway… but they can and will deliver a painful kick, and you should position yourself accordingly whenever approaching one.
They are also watched over by very protective mothers, and you do not want to make the mother angry.
Most of all, tiny humans are protected by a magical aura of adorableness… a cloud of cuteness, as it were, that distracts you, lulls you into a vulnerable state, and causes you to start babbling, act goofy, and make funny noises.
The slightly older tiny humans are even more challenging to get close to. They are faster, stronger, and, as you can plainly see, are equipped with a formidable set of dental weaponry.
Approach all small humans with care… you know, unless you are like me, and all small humans love you right off the bat.
*No small… or large… humans were injured during the making of this post*
Yes, little cousin Campbell, I am afraid that is absolutely true. Oh, I still have a few posts to do, but we are nearing the end of the journey. I sure had fun hanging out with you, little guy.
And I will miss you too, cousin Clark. We had fun while your mom took your brother to that doctor appointment, didn’t we.
And did you guys know that I left my mom’s house in the Bay Area so early… to avoid traffic… that I got here to Santa Cruz before the sun even came up, and drove into town, and out on the pier, just to take a silly picture of some sleepy seagulls?
And I then found a place nearby to eat breakfast that is named after your cousin, my daughter, Mollie.
And I took a picture of the sun rising over the Santa Cruz mountains before I came over to your house.
But I think, of all the stuff I did on my latest adventure, that hanging out with you dudes was the most fun.
Yes, Clark, I liked it when you played that plastic straw like a flute.
No, don’t be sad, little guy.
I will be back before you know it, and I think we are going to see all of you at Christmas at my mom’s house.
I am just, in my own clever way, reminding you that, on the way back South from my recent adventures in the Bay Area, I did get up at 3:30 in the morning, just to get you some pictures of the sun rising on the coastline of California.
And I drove, in the dark and fog, on some crazy, narrow, twisty cliff-side road to do it, too.
That is why this blog… and you… are so good for me… or, rather, why we are so good together.
When I am feeling lazy, I can get myself going, and driving, and parking, and getting in and out of the car over and over again, because I love sharing these photos of my life with you.
I get the joy of doing something fun and exciting, and you get to look at some pretty pictures.
I call that a win/win situation.
I mean, yeah, if you ever get the chance, you should drive central California’s coastal route Highway One, between Monterey and Morro Bay.
But until you do, I will do it for you.
I know, I took a lot of photos that night I went up into the Berkeley hills to watch the sun set over San Francisco.
The thing is… hey, thing, how’s it going?… that digital cameras let you take a lot of pictures. I do delete all the pictures that don’t live up to my standards. I only share the best with you. But that night was magical, and most of the pictures are too good to waste.
As a matter of fact, on my latest adventure I did take a lot of photos that I almost deleted. They all had something wrong with them. But, instead of getting rid of them, I am saving them for a post about things that go wrong when you are taking pictures. It is going to be hilarious.
So just bear with me. Try to suffer through these photos of one of the most beautiful places on earth on a night that was absolutely spectacular.
And just so you know, there will only be one more post of pictures from this one night.
And I did try to save the best ones for that.
And that last photo right up there, that was taken from my mom’s deck, on a different night. I threw it in just to see if you were paying attention. HA!