We've come a long way since that fateful day just over a year ago when I got my Canon D20 camera and started taking photographs. Thousands of shots later, I am still learning something every day, thanks to Wrightwood and a few others. What once was so difficult to comprehend is now second nature and for the most part, if I can see it, I can photograph it. I get great pleasure from capturing moments in time that tell a story. I am not often successful but when I am, the reward is great. I also enjoy sharing the things I see through my viewfinder.
My grandkids have requested that I start posting my photos again...so I will. Some might be a reprise from the first two threads but most will be original work. Hope you enjoy seeing them as much as I enjoy sharing them with you.
Wildman
The Doves roost in the old, dead tree in Katie and JC's pen with the sunset coloring the sky behind them. We have an exceptional amount of them this year and I attribute the warm weather for keeping them around. They settle in around dusk and you can hear them calling to each other.
As many may know myself, Firefightersteve, Josh and over 200 other folks had been working for the past few weeks assisting the families of the five firefighters killed recently with family funeral and memorials. On the morning of the memorial service, I was at my emotional and physical weakest. We had been working twenty hour days and there was not end in sight. I had driven home for more uniforms and when I woke at dawn....I was greeted with this sight. I had been questioning my own ability to deliver and I needed this sunrise. I believe that I was given this gift at my lowest point as a sign things would work out.
The memorial for 10,000 went off without a hitch and was an uplifting time for our families and forest employees. I drove down the mountain peaceful in knowing my request for a sign had been granted.
