Drink in Hand: 2007 Enrico Serafino Roero (italy preparation)
With Beth being out of pocket this last week, you'd think I'd have time to draft a Thirsty Thursday, set it down for a while, and then come back and proof it. Alas, though, it's been just as busy with her gone as it was with her here! Perhaps even more so! It's amazing what sucks the time away. I blame the dog mostly (not too much though because she's a rockstar!). So, between taking care of things around the house and making sure our travel plans for Italy are in order I almost forgot this post. In fact, we've both been so busy lately, I had to dig through the archives for a few decent pics to post. Hopefully, our upcoming Italiano adventure will help us both recenter on taking more beautiful shots (and not just of the Mas). Here's a few from the beginning of last year...wow, that's over a year ago now. These were taken on the way home from our Hanta adventure (dig through the archives to find that gem of an adventure!) somewhere near Paicines, California. The sunset at this fork in the road on that day was spectacular. Enjoy the weekend!
Drink at Hand: Lamarca Prosecco
Hey Welliver Photography friends...Thristy Thursday here again. Time to pour something yummy and make those weekend plans! I finished yet another quarter of my MBA earlier this week (hence the prosecco) and finally have time to write a post and share some photos. Even better, I have recent photos to share!
We spent a little time in Wyoming at the end of May visiting Terry's parents. My parents joined us from Iowa and one evening we found time to go for a drive. We ended up on some random road north of Cheyenne, chasing the last few rays of light in a constantly evolving sky. I'm sure my mom (photo assistant for the evening) was confused by my ADHD scrambling, but at least she's smart enough to avoid the steamy cow pies as we went running across pastures to get the right composition.
We ended up with some incredible yet fleeting clouds. And some incredible but fleeting color. There for a minute, gone the next. It felt good to be out in my photographic element though. All is right with the world when I'm there, unencumbered by case studies, group papers, accounting problem sets, or the usual work issues.
Smiles. All around.
Rambler: BethDrink at Hand: Fat Tire Snow Day
Thirsty Thursday here again! Time to pour something yummy and make those weekend plans. A few weeks ago I found myself in Ft Collins, Colorado. I love any visit to Colorado, but there is something magically about October days in Colorado. The light is oh-so-nice, the aspens are glowing, and the skies are fabulous.
On my way to the hotel from the airport, I noticed that the sky was starting to look nice, and with a little time to kill, I decided to find a place to take a few photos. I didn't have time to get anywhere especially scenic, so I settled for an open field just south of the CSU campus. I didn't have a tripod, but luckily this field had some strategically placed boulders that worked just fine. After a day of travel following a stressful week of work and school, an unexpected late afternoon photo shoot is incredibly therapeutic.
Get out there and find your own therapeutic sunset this weekend!
Played with a post-processing tilt-shift tool, so I figured I'd share. This was somewhere on the south side of Jungfraujoch, Switzerland.
Drink at Hand: 2010 Tolosa Grenache Rosé
Thirsty Thursday here again! Time to pour something yummy and make those weekend plans. I dug into the archives for this week's edition, focusing on a subject that is so easy to overlook.
We were lucky enough to go home to Iowa for this past Christmas. Despite the freezing temperatures, yes, I did say lucky to go. I don't often get home to visit the family, so its always nice to see everyone. Besides visiting family, however, Iowa does have some beautiful scenes. That's right, I said Iowa is beautiful. Maybe its not the obvious beauty of wildflower-filled meadows with snow-capped mountains in the background or a frenetic scene of crashing waves and rugged rocks of an ocean shoreline, but still beautiful. I think since I don't get back that often I appreciate the beauty of the rural landscape more now than I did growing up.
While living in the mild coastal climate here in California is great, I do miss seasons. One of the things I miss most from the Midwest is the amazing dawn and dusk color gradient of the sky during winter. The lack of humidity brings out an amazing palate of pinks and purples and indigo at sunrise and sunset. The colors are so intensely vibrant on a crystal clear morning or evening. Frigidly cold, but vibrantly beautiful. I don't see those colors here at home. I also love the shape of the naked trees during winter. The trees look so different in winter, stripped of leaves, twigs twitching in the lightest breezes.
Enjoy some images snapped on a very cold day at my parent's house. My fingers may have suffered some minor frostbite, but I didn't mind. I couldn't resist the stark skeletons and brilliant colors.
Get out there and find something beautiful this weekend!
Rambler: Terry Drink in Hand: 2007 Rascal Pinot Noir (Oregon - Willamette Valley)
I don't know what you're doing this weekend, but we're up in the Colorado mountains. Beth has her 100 mile Mountain Bike race (aka, the Leadville 100) this Saturday and we (the Wellie Wheel Folks) are the support crew. She's been out training all week adjusting to the altitude and I've been out hiking (with Massey of course -- a story for another time, but she is a ninja-dog-warrior) and shooting. I know, my life is tough. Most of my evenings are spent editing the pics and sipping wine. Again, rough life. Anyways, I need to get back to editing (and drinking). . . enjoy the few photos taken in the thin air up here. Oh, and if you remember, support Wellie (aka Beth) on her quest to finish the 100 miles of hell that is the Leadville 100!!!