Exploring the wonders of creation through a 50mm lens...and other lenses too.

I don’t know what I expected to see on a recent walk around Theta Pond, but this was certainly not it :) Normally I just see the usual–ducks, geese, cypress trees, and magnolia flowers, but on a stroll by the pond earlier this year I happened to come across this painted rock nestled among some tree roots. Initially I thought it said “Faith is” and it reminded me of one of my favorite verses from the Bible.

Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.

Hebrews 11:1

Turns out there was more to the rock than I realized, and upon closer inspection I saw another word: for. For what? I don’t know. I could have picked it up and read the final word or words, but instead I chose to leave it as-is and live with a bit of mystery. I can think of a lot of statements that would finish what this rock started, so rather than reading what this person intended I prefer to leave it open to my, and your, interpretation.

I also wanted to take a picture :)

This shot wasn’t all that tricky, except that composing it presented just a bit of a challenge given that it was so low to the ground. I used Live View on my D7100, but since that camera lacks a flip-out screen I had to contort my body at a weird angle just to see what I was looking at and adjust the composition accordingly. I shot a few frames at f/1.8 and then a couple at smaller apertures just for good measure, and found that this one at f/2.5 presented the best combination of sharpness and background (as well as foreground) blur. The 2.8 image would have worked fine too, but I liked the slightly extra bit of bokeh afforded by a slightly wider lens opening.

I have been thinking about the answer, or possible answers, that could finish this inscription and this experience, though brief, was a good reminder that photography can sometimes take your mind to some really good places.

Ok so full disclaimer here: I don’t know anything about horses. I’m calling this post Chestnut because apparently that’s what reddish-brown horses are called, but I could be way off base here. Feel free to correct me :)

This is a companion to last week’s picture, and if you read that description of how I got the shot I’m not going to replay the whole thing here. Basically we had a snow day so my wife and our kids, in the course of the day, were able to walk down to the edge of a horse pasture near our house and get a few shots of the inhabitants. This horse seemed casually interested in us and kind of strolled over to where were were standing to see what all the fuss was about, and as she walked closer I fired off several pictures with my Nikon D500 and 70-200 f/2.8 lens.

This ended up being my wife’s favorite picture and I agree with her. I had a few others where the ears were visible, but I liked how this image conveys a sense of closeness and intimacy that the other pictures lacked. I shot this at 116mm so the horse wasn’t exactly right next to me, but it feels like you could rub your hand on her head when you look at the picture. I really like how the shallow depth of field puts your focus right on her eye, and the frost in her mane and on her chin (as well as the monochromatic background sell the feeling of how cold it was on that early February morning.

I often talk about how you can find photo opportunities almost anywhere, even in your own backyard. That was certainly true in this case, as this horse is almost literally in my own back yard. Almost, but not quite. There’s a big field behind our house in the middle of the block, I’m guessing maybe ten or fifteen acres, and for as long as I we have lived here there have been a couple of horses living there. I know it’s silly but even after more than ten years and getting to know almost all our neighbors I’m still not exactly sure who owns the horses, but there they are: hanging out, doing their thing with plenty of room to run around and enjoy life.

So when we woke up to a fresh coat of snow one morning in early February I thought about getting a picture of one of the horses. We only get snow once or twice a year here in Oklahoma, and even then it’s usually gone by mid-afternoon, so I knew that if I wanted to get a picture of this horse walking through the fresh powder I wouldn’t have much time. Schools were closed but the library was open, so I hopped in the car with my kids to go return some books, and brought my D500 and 70-200 f/2.8 lens in case the horses were out enjoying the snow.

They were, but it didn’t really work to get a picture. The horses were at the far end of the pasture and even zoomed in to 200mm on a crop-sensor camera I wasn’t really able to get a great shot of them. No worries, I thought. We’ll come back a bit later.

After returning the books and heading back home, the boys wanted to get outside and play so we bundled them up and spend the next hour or two throwing snowballs, pulling sleds, and just running around. After a little while I asked everyone if we could walk down to the edge of the pasture to get a picture, and my wife and the kids were all for it. So we went down…and no dice. The horses were standing around a pile of dirt too far away to get a good shot. I thought that would be the end of it.

Later that day after a round of sledding on a nearby hill and just as the boys were getting hungry for lunch I asked my wife if she wouldn’t mind one last attempt at a horse picture. It was still cold and overcast, so we all walked down and I think at that point the horses had decided we weren’t going to give up on this photo opportunity quite so easily. They saw us at the fence line on the eastern edge and slowly walked over to say hello. And that’s when I got this shot.

The D500’s focusing area covers almost the entire frame so I was able to focus on the horse’s head and keep it locked as it got closer, and I basically just fired off a lot of shots at f/2.8 in the hope that one would work. And this one sure did! I like that you can see the horse’s eye so clearly, as well as the foreleg kicking up a bit of snow as it’s walking towards us.

I think I’m going to use this as an opportunity. I’m going to track down the owners of these horses and share this picture with them. Hopefully they will enjoy looking at it as much as I enjoyed taking it :)

I wish I had taken a picture of what this looked like from a normal vantage point, just walking by and looking down at the flower on the ground. What you’re seeing here isn’t anything special at all, just a pink and yellow flower huddled among the bushes, and I almost passed by without giving it a second thought before I paused to take this picture. What gave me pause was something I had actually been thinking about a few minutes earlier: backlighting. I don’t normally use backlighting on my photos because I like my subjects to be lit normally. As in, from the front. But on this day near the end of January as I was walking around Theta Pond I got to thinking about some of the ways in which the tree leaves and other objects had a bit of a glow to them when I positioned myself in such a way that they were lit from behind.

Then I came across this flower and thought it would make an interesting picture because of the way it demonstrated the same phenomenon. I got down low and shot a few images with my D7100 and 50mm lens at f/2.8 looking through the viewfinder, but wasn’t super happy with what I was getting. At f/2.8 the depth of field was a little too wide and it was difficult to isolate the subject in the frame. So I set my aperture to f/1.8, set my camera way down on the ground, enabled Live View, and took a couple pictures.

Much better.

On these f/1.8 shots the flower really stood out and everything else, both foreground and background, melted away in a greenish blur. I even liked how part of the flower was obscured by a few leaves in the foreground, almost as though the flower itself was poking its head out to say Hello. And that’s when I noticed something I did not intend: a bright spot of light in the background. It appeared only for a half second when a car drove past on University Avenue and the sun reflected off its windshield, but that bright spot made a huge difference in one of the photos I shot. I realized that was the key to the image.

I went back into Live View, set my camera to Continuous High Speed drive, and waited for a car to drive past. A minute later the light at the intersection turned green and a white sedan came down the street, at which point I held down the shutter to fire off a half-dozen frames. When I loaded them in Lightroom I realized that I got the exact image I was aiming for, and the one you see here. The flower is the main subject, but that pair of overlapping white blurry circles just above it and to the left served as an ideal complement to the flower. All the elements–the white spots in the background, the green foliage in the foreground and background, and the backlit pink petals, come together to form a complete picture. All of this took place within the space of about 90 seconds, and then I stood up, put my camera in my bag, and went about my day. It was another reminder, and one I have been learning continually over many years, that photography opportunities really are all around us if we just keep our eyes open.

This isn’t really about the picture, but the story behind it. The picture isn’t all that great, but making it was a bit more interesting than the image itself.

Every now and then I make the drive to Tulsa and about 40 minutes into the trip is a causeway across Keystone Lake. Immediately afterwards there is a gentle incline and at the top of the hill, a small road that turns south. If you look upwards as you cross the lake you can see a few houses on the bluffs overlooking the waterfront, and I have often thought about pulling over to take a picture. As with many photography situations there are always a thousand reasons to say no to that little voice in your head, but this time I decided to answer the call. Photographically speaking, that is.

I came prepared for the occasion too, with my X100F and a tripod and a plan. Well, sort of a plan. I had never been up to that neighborhood before so I didn’t really know what to look for or where to take pictures. I did some investigating on Google Earth and found what I thought would be a good vantage point, and before I left home I also set my camera just how I thought it would need to be when I got to the location: ISO 200 (base ISO for that camera), f/11, auto shutter speed, and ND filter activated. I had everything all ready to go, and was excited for a brief little photo adventure when I finally turned onto that little road at the top of the hill.

Almost immediately I ran into an issue I had not considered. The road was basically lined with a number of signs indicating that visitors were, in no uncertain terms, not welcome. I passed several Neighborhood Watch signs and got the feeling that my short visit to take a photo would be allowed a very little leeway. I don’t know how many signs I went past indicating that I should get back to the turnpike and mind my own business, but I got progressively more nervous with each one. Worse, I didn’t see any locations that would be good photo opportunities. I drove in a loop and eventually got back to the main road having never left my car but glad to have just made it out of there alive.

Then on the way back I realized…might as well go for it. If anyone asked me who I was or what I was doing I would just tell them I am taking a picture and hopefully that would be enough. I headed out from Tulsa, got to the road, turned south, and drove through the neighborhood with the (fake) confidence of someone who had lived there for ten years. I drove as far west as I could before coming across a sign that said “Prayer is the best way to meet God. Trespassing is the fastest.” That’s where I took this picture, taking care to stay on the road and not actually trespass on anyone’s property.

I was more than a little nervous so I didn’t spend too much time there. I hopped out, grabbed my camera and tripod, fired off a couple shots, and hightailed it outta there. (Tom Frye, if you’re reading this, you would have been proud.) I would have liked to spend some time walking around, looking for a better vantage point, and maybe even getting to know the residents but on this occasion I was happy just to have had the experience of taking a picture that was a little bit off the beaten path.