Maybe I should just quit?

I don’t know why it is, but most things creative that I try just don’t appeal to anybody but myself. I am in my 50s, and still haven’t found a niche. I enjoy several creative endeavors, but, apparently nothing I make is “good enough”. Yep. I’m whining.

Any way, that is part of the reason it’s been so long since I have made a post. After logging in, I saw my stats, and they are pretty much zeros across the board. However… I’m not quite ready to give up, just yet.

And so, I’ll get off my pity podium, and continue on. We’ll see what comes.

So, this winter, I haven’t had much inspiration, nor ambition, to go out and shoot. I have, however, gotten a few photos that I like. I did get one that fairly satisfies me. I do wish, though, that it were sharper. I am not certain why I can’t get those tack-sharp photos, but I’m hoping that new contacts, and resetting my diopter will help. Any way, here it is.

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I took this one because I have a similar of the truck (see it?), only that one is in the summer, and the trees are not so grown up in it. I really liked how the sun was shining on the pines in this shot, and barely caught it. It is amazing how very quickly the scenery changes when the sun is rising and setting. It took me just a few seconds to run and get my camera, and already in that short time, things had changed quite a bit. I just missed that really “golden” moment – that glow that is so well-liked in photographs. But, I do enjoy this lighting.

So, this photo was taken shortly after “the big snow”. We had our first true snowstorm of the season, and got about 14 inches of that lovely white stuff. As happens rather frequently in Iowa, the day after is lovely. This time was no exception, and I wanted to go out and see what I could see. Of course, I had to take Zest with me! Boy, were we both sorry. But, about that later.

I did manage to get a nice shot of him, shortly after we got outside, and were not yet into the deep stuff. We have a row of pines along the east side of the house yard, and they did a good job of blocking the worst of the snowfall. So, here is my little “Zestimator”, having a sniff (for bunnies or squirrels, of course!), under the pine.

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This shot was taken shortly before “it” happened. This little guy liked (remember this tense) snow. He would run, jump, play, and roll in it with all the glee a dog can have. Snow was his friend! Until…

Our trek took us around the whole “house yard”, including the several stands of pines we have that act as wind blocks. It really isn’t all that far of a walk, but, in the deep, heavy snow, it quickly becomes burdensome. And, while I was keeping an eye on Zest, I wasn’t paying enough attention. After all, I was out shooting! (Hmmm, or trying to.)

Having exhausted myself to the point of almost passing out (I’m out of shape, but add that to the Meniere’s, which is exacerbated by cold, and that does not a good combination make), I decided I’d had enough. So, back to the house we went, following the lane from the house to the field. That lane is quite protected from wind, for the most part, and it was deep with snow. The going wasn’t all that easy until I got past the shop, where the lane is less protected.

Now, I knew Zest was behind me. I could hear him. But, in my own “suffering” of floundering through that “four-letter-word”, as Lloyd will call it, I didn’t notice that he, too, was having a difficult time. It wasn’t until I got to the front of the garage that I realized Zest was no longer behind me.

Thinking that he was off on a bunny or squirrel chase, I turned to look for him. And, there he was. Just sitting in the middle of the lane. Not too far past the shop. He was looking at me, almost expectantly. I called him, and he got up, and hopped forward, then sat again. Okay, so, I’m slow. I did not yet realize what was going on. I called him again, and once more he hopped, this time twice, and I saw.

Take a good look at him in the above picture. See all that hair? That hair that is so meticulously groomed for show? Ah! What a problem that is. Especially. In. Deep. Snow.

There he was, almost “stuck” to the snow because the snow was stuck to him. He was a little gamer, though, and finally made it to the front of the garage where I was standing. By that time, I really saw why the poor dog was having such a hard time. He was one HUGE snowball!

This first photo is a close-up. I was in a hurry to get pictures of him, and they don’t have the greatest settings, nor are they all that good quality, but, the red lines are there to show how much snow is attached (or, I’m sure he would think, “attacked”) to him.

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And, here is a whole-body shot, where you can see a bit better how much snow is on him.

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See how wide it is? Poor boy! And, these pictures don’t show the back end of him! So, I carried the poor guy into the house. I put him in the shower, and sprayed that crap away. I’m guessing he had about 15 pounds of snow attached/attacked to him, which makes that a little under half his body weight! Worst of all, Zest no longer cares much for snow. 😦 He most certainly does not like deep snow, and that was reiterated a few days ago when we got about 10 inches more of that “stuff”.

So, if you enjoy my pictures, and stories, please do let me know! If I’m reaching anybody, comments would be nice, and will give me hope that “somebody” may “like” what I’m creating. (I’ll quit begging now!)

Go! Shoot! (And stay warm and snow-free!)

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4 Responses to Maybe I should just quit?

  1. Kim Laird says:

    I always read, but rarely have much to say. Love your shots and stories. So sorry that I did not say so before

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  2. Val Kohlmeyer says:

    Hey lady…..love your stories and your pictures!! Guess I should make the effort to post that for you! Hugs

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