Well, it’s been one of those periods in which I’ve certainly taken lots of photos but not really had much of a theme to tie anything together. As such there’s not a ton of inspiration to empty the camera at the end of the day. Critical mass was reached yesterday, however, so here you have it. Anyone wanting the album without the commentary can just go look at the photos in Picassa.
Lafayette is full of all sorts of wonderful hidden nooks and/or crannies. Get engaged to a townie and you’ll find out what I mean. The day after Christmas we took ourselves unto Prophet’s Rock where … well, as the website for such things puts it:
This rock, overlooking Burnett’s Creek, is where Tecumseh’s brother, Lowawluwaysica, The Prophet, sang to encourage his warriors during the fight against William Henry Harrison’s soldiers at the Battle of Tippecanoe, November 7, 1811. The Prophet’s Rock is located just west of the Battlefield on Prophets Rock Road.
I will say that in the event I”m called upon to battle a much larger and better-armed force I too am very likely to say, “Um, yeah, guys, you go ahead. I’ll just hang out here and sing to inspire you!”
As a geological structure though, it really is hard to do it justice.
And there was just the tiniest touch of interesting fungus this day. I call this fungus “Grandpa’s Toenails”. *shiver*
Yesterday was only mildly better. I found some old puffballs far past their primes:
But this find was what made me want to actually decide to download the photos. I think I went a bit overboard with keeping the aperture small as the shutter speed descended to the nutty point of 1.6 seconds. Far too hard to keep the tripod stead for that long on a windy day. At any rate, a decent shot resulted.
As an end to the day, I went to see the windmills at dusk. Not TERRIBLY pleased with the results but glad at least that I went to the trouble to sit and wait for the sun to set.
And that’s the day that was. Commentary and suggestions welcome as always!