The Magnetism of Fog

 Perhaps I want reality to change.  That may explain my attraction to fog and mist; its ability to transform the world into a new place.  Mysterious.  A place where new things are possible.

I took a little drive through the valley to just look at the landscape of which I'm so familiar.  And how different it looks at this moment.  The camera helps mark those differences -- real, imagined and otherwise.

On top of the fog and mist was a light rain.  The Fuji XPro-1 has little in the way of weather protection which meant I had to make quick exposures followed by a toweling off of moisture in the car.  So far I've noticed no ill effects.

Keep Shooting, Keep Working

Another day in the world with the camera.  No plans.  No direction.  Just bringing the camera along to record what I see.  Working with no expectations other than to depress the shutter button on the camera a few times. 

State College, Pennsylvania is cold and gloomy.  The older I get, the more dramatic the effect of little sunlight and cold temperatures plays on body and mind.

Everything appears dingy to me.  At least when I look at the photographs.  In my mind that's not the case. I imagine things a bit brighter.  Hope springs eternal.

Uncertain the reasons, but alley ways hold a special attraction.  Perhaps because I'm more likely to find the unvarnished effects of human activity there.  Secrets and bad behavior.

The sun is setting farther south on the horizon.  That, along with the ever lengthening days, has begun to lessen the adverse effects of winter.  The camera helps identify those changes.  I would not have noticed the change in position of the sun.

Abigail at the Pennsylvania Military Museum in Boalsburg, Pennsylvania.  I've photographed this tank dozens of times.  Each visit it feels a little different.

I'll keep working.  Not try.  I will pick up the camera and make exposures.  Time to wake up.