One fine morning last summer my wife and I were taking the scenic route on the way to the grocery store, meaning we were wandering about on backroads following the front bumper of my truck. Then I spotted this tree alongside the road.
The shape, the bends in the branches made this tree stand out from the others. I don’t know if the straight trunk is a part of this tree or a separate one growing very close by. While curiosity was wanting answers, caution was observing the thick hedge of poison ivy and shouting NO! Prudence recalled the emergency room visit for the last poison ivy episode and enlisted the help of thrift and tightwad then proceeded to wrestle curiosity to the ground. It was a struggle but all ended well.
This post contains the other photos of Cove Church. They were made on an early morning last autumn when my fancy DSLR decided to take the day off so I used my lowly smartphone on general principles…..and because I had no other choice.
A couple shots of the front of the church, never could decide which one I liked better so kept both of them. Feel free to like either of them, both or none. As is often the case with the tiny country churches in the area, it shows a bit of age and the efforts of members to add on or repair over the years.
A couple more views of the church, these were taken with a little more of the setting.
Finally, two shots of the cemetery.
Strange as it may sound, I find the cemetery intriguing in its almost organic appearance. I have the impression the trees grew where they are in order to stand guard over the church and those who are buried here. An impression needing a deeper exploration, there may yet be more to this story
Looking back on this group of photos after several months I notice the sky most, the way clouds, light, shadow and color all come together. At the time they were made I had been mostly focusing on what was on the ground. Yet as I recall the day, the sky was looking very much like this.
Thank you for reading, until next time.
The plan was to share some photos today, so appropriate ones were selected to load up to WordPress and the process was started. After a while, realization dawned the upload was taking a very long time, so an investigation was commenced. The score: 7 photos uploaded 5 times, 7 photos failed to up 2 times, 7 photos in the upload queue 3 times……….YIKES! Delete!
It appears some cleanup and housekeeping is in order here.
Be back soon.
The following photos are of ice formations left behind when the river level dropped back to normal.?
Returning home Sunday evening, I decided to drive to the end of the road to see what was happening and make a photo of any interesting things I chanced upon. The sun had set already so it was going to be a bit tricky, since all I had was my phone. Still, it is a camera, and Ansel Adams said something to the effect of the most important part of any camera being found in the twelve inches behind the viewfinder.
This is a corner of the old barn I keep returning to with some attempt by sun and clouds to add interest to the scene.
I had passed these deer earlier but they were too far away for a good photo, and I was thinking they would be gone by the time I came back . In reality they were much closer to the road! There was none of the usual whitetail deer nervousness, just a calm look to see if I was a danger, then back to grazing. Gourmet soybeans, anyone?
The Butterfly Weed is a bonus shot as it was actually getting fairly dark by this time. Still, I had to try. Photos like this are good since they can be worked out several ways with good result. This one still has possibilities for some other versions. I chose to bring out the foreground and flowers for now.
Yesterday evening on the drive home a storm came up rather quickly. The kind with hail, downpours, wind and lightning…..bad stuff to be certain. The kind of storm that is sure enough out to get you.
Pulling off the interstate, have to pick up a couple things needed for dinner, and hoping to get back on the road before this thing unleashes the fury.
Looking back to the West just before I turn into the big W parking lot.
Amazingly, I actually got back to the truck with seconds to spare. Shut the door, turned the ignition on and truck and downpour both started. Drove about 10 miles in heavy rain, yet by the time I got home the sun was breaking through behind the storm.
PSA, all photos in this post were taken while my phone was in a dash mounted carrier. The camera features a huge yellow button to “trip the shutter”, which I usually hit without looking. Part of the carrier is visible in the photos. I call this rig the dashcam. Thanks for reading this far.
This is Cove Church and cemetery, named after the road running through this scene, although both may have been named after a local geographic feature. This is quite a contrast to St Mary Magdalen Catholic Church I shared earlier. Personally, I like this one better.
This photo was made mostly as a study shot planning to return for more photos at another time. It was shot handheld with a new to me, vintage telephoto lens and is a bit blurry as a result. Regardless of that, the setting and sunset color washed across the sky stopped me for a moment in my journey. So far, I have returned once for a photo session. More to follow on this subject, gotta go to work.
A couple years back we were sitting and watching the Missouri River. I noticed a small rain shower coming toward us and started photographing the changing scene.
As the shower arrived I noticed something from the corner of my eye. Turning to look, there is a double rainbow down to the surface of the water.
Heedless of the rain still falling, I got out of the car for a better view of everything, capturing several more photos of this surprise rainbow.
An interesting thing about this, while we could see the rainbow all the way to the water surface, the camera didn’t see it quite the same. Regardless, it was a very special gift.