Archive for the ‘Humor’ Category

The topic for this week’s Black & White Challenge is “Shoes or Feet.” Happily I am not forced to decide which is more preferable since, while you obviously need one before the other, both the shoe and the foot have their advantages and shortcomings (beyond their obvious utility). By way of a very brief example, while feet are wonderful wouldn’t it be nice if they had the added ability to grasp and manipulate objects. Just think, students could type their term papers while eating dinner! And if we are to think of shortcomings and advantages of footwear, the high heel leaps to mind immediately. Of course broadly speaking the male view of shoes is dramatically different from the female view.  Few men, relatively speaking, are willing to put up with even a small amount of discomfort when it comes to footwear.  On the other hand, women seem to be willing to trade a fair amount of pain for the opportunity to increase their appeal by slipping into a pair of what in another context might readily be seen as instruments of torture.  This isn’t every woman of course, but it appears true for at least a substantial minority of women — those who are willing to subject themselves to what I as a guy think of as excruciating pain simply to wear a pair of shoes that not only jams their feet into wildly unnatural positions but may also require the balance of a Wallenda simply to stay upright let alone walk.

But I digress, my photo is of shoes and feet and a dog nestled quite comfortably between them. If you look carefully, you might believe that this dog prefers feet to shoes given how he rests on top of the unclad foot. With another dog your guess could be right but since I know this dog reasonably well I can state without equivocation that he (it is a he) will happily curl up against any foot whether it be the foot we were born with or the foot as attired whether it be in canvas, leather, synthetics or otherwise (it may have something to do with the smell:-).

Cee's Balack and White Callenge (shoes and feet)

I happen to have the good fortune to witness a Triple Zig Zag last year when I was visiting family in Oregon. We were staying in a place that located near Zig Zag, Oregon and while in Zig Zag I happened to be looking at Zig Zag Mountain when a cloud began to zig and zag its way down the side of the mountain. The experience is memorialized in the photo shown below:)  It shows: (1) a zig zagging cloud (2) flowing down Zig Zag Mountain (3) in Zig Zag, Oregon. The “Triple Zig Zag” is my contribution to this week’s Weekly Photo Challenge: Zig Zag.

Down Zig Zag Mountain - April 20, 2013

My second contributions to this week’ s Weekly Photo Challenge: Split-Second Story  comes in two, you might call them flavors. Both concern the same baby ducklings and the same momma duck. I think the photos tells the tale with some immediacy — don’t get too close I’ve got my eye on you — but it is up to the viewer to judge.Ducklings - May 31, 2014 - 392

Ducklings - May 31, 2014 - 409

 

I find it absolutely fascinating that in a number of places around the world a common way of celebrating something is to fire one’s gun off into the air and yet here in U.S. where we are more or less awash in guns this form celebration is quite uncommon. Instead of that joyous sense of personal violence, we celebrate with the joy of sharing spectacular explosions. Both approaches to celebration have a subtext of danger – people are injured and killed by both forms of celebration, though much less so as a result of the reasonably well-regulated local fireworks display than through those pesky raining bullets that are a consequence of the individual with great celebratory enthusiasm, an automatic weapon and money for ammunition.

Now that I have finished with my pompous pontificating, it is time to turn to a different kind of celebration, one of a gentler sort and for that, a riff from Jimi Hendrix would never work, but this quote from him seems to me to be perfect support for my contribution to Ese’ s Weekly Shoot & Quote Challenge – Celebrate. The photo is of our local (Maple Bluff) fireworks display which, for extra safety, is launched from a barge in Lake Mendota. For perspective. the Wisconsin State Capitol Building is in the background on the right.

 

Excuse me while I kiss the sky. ~ Jimi Hendrix

Celebrate - August 29, 2013

Followers of my blog may remember that I spent some time this past winter photographing the bald eagles along the Wisconsin River in Prairie du Sac. This may sound crazy, but I took so many photos that I am still working my way through ones that I took nearly two months ago. In part this clearly show how remarkably inefficient I am at this task but in part it is because I am almost as inefficient at other parts of my life. One good thing about this is, at least from this particular perspective, that I lead a balanced life. (Is there an emoticon for a wry smile? If yes, consider it inserted here.)

Another good thing about my review is that I continue to discover some pretty interesting photos. One such is the attached “double eagle” photo. These two eagles spent quite a while flying together and at this point came close to becoming one (no Photoshop here).  It is hard to tell, but the head of the eagle that is shown is that of the lower eagle. The eagle on top is looking down and almost certainly to the left (if it was turned right, I think you would see more of its head from this angle). You can see just a touch of the white neck feathers of the eagle on top reinforcing the fact that it is lower eagle’s head you are viewing.

 

Ese’s Weekly Shoot & Quote Challenge – Wings has left me with an entirely unanticipated dilemma based on a very surprisingly realization. Until I saw Ese’s challenge and thought about it for a bit, I hadn’t realized that classifying my photos might well begin with the approximately evenly split categories “things with wings” and “everything else.” I have thousands of photos of things with wings in nature ranging from bees and wasps to butterflies and dragonflies to hummingbirds and cardinals to blue jays and bald eagles. In the wings found on machines  I have photographed hundreds of winged aircraft including the very small and slow ultralights, the tiny light sport aircraft, the very big Lockheed C-5 Galaxy and the very fast F-16 jet aircraft and things in between. How to choose?

Of course I have treated my dilemma with the solemnity it deserved and offer the following powerful message and accompanying photo to demonstrate the angst I have suffered  whilst considering this challenge.

When Donald Duck traded his wings for arms, was he trading up or trading down? ~ Douglas Coupland

 

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Purple is one of those colors that I have often had a hard time with. By this I mean that a color that I might think of as purple other’s might think of as a blue or a pink. In the interest of presenting evidence of my honest confusion, here are four photos of flowers (one with considerable whimsy) in “The Color(s) Purple” for Cee’s Fun Photo Challenge. The first photo is from a neighbors’ garden; the next three are from our garden (all taken in Maple Bluff, Wisconsin where we still await a true warm spell).

The Colors of Purple2 The Colors of Purple3 The Colors of Purple4

The Colors of Purple1