I’ve posted many shots of the stately Live Oak that anchors the old Civil War Ear Cemetery on our farm, so in that regard this shot is nothing new but, of course, as the seasons change so does the view. I rather liked the eerie warm hues generated by the dawn light on this early December morning, contrasting the golden tones of the ripening soybeans in the field with the dissipating dark clouds in the North sky, while throwing the old tree into silhouette. I had taken the 812 warming filter with me that morning but on live view, it added a bit too much warmth so I took it off the lens. As with most of my efforts here on the farm, the light is the big star here. Nikon D800E. 18-35mm lens.
A Side Note! I usually post on Sundays but I had a rather horrific accident on Saturday evening. I had driven into the City of Kinston to photograph a new tribute to the role of Tobacco played in the economy here. On my way to the scene, I took a shortcut through a parking lot. I tripped on a raised area in the paved lot and crashed the left side of my face , my left eye in particular on the asphalt. By the time I got to the Emergency Room, the eye had swollen completely shut with only a purple golf ball size lump where my eye was. I was virtually certain I had fractured my skull and/or the orb of my left eye socket, but CT scans proved otherwise. There were no fractures. The doctors in the ER were as amazed as I was. Back home, I popped a handful of ibuprofen and began the ritual of 20 minutes of ice on the injured eye, 20 minutes off, and repeating that on into Saturday night and through Sunday. The swelling had been reduced by about half by Sunday morning and I could see out of the injured eye which, as one might suspect, was completely bloodshot. This and the swelling has left me with blurred vision in my left eye. A visit to the Eye MD this morning revealed no damage to the eyeball or to the implant in the injured eye. Now it’s just a matter of warm compresses to help the red eye dissolve and the rest of swelling to subside. Ah yes, so what happened to the brand new Nikon D750 I was carrying that day. It was in my right hand when I took my tumble and it struck the pavement with me. though it came out far better than I did. No dings, dents, or scratches. And yes, it still works. Nikon builds em tough. Moral of the story: when you’re out and about, watch where you’re going and pick your feet Up! God willing and I avoid falling into a hole somewhere, I’ll see you next time.