No, I’m not talking about the album by Mr. Big. I’m talking about a couple of wooden structures I discovered on Friday’s photo trip. This first shot was pretty cool, with a little bit of everything contained within a gap in the tree rows.
This building actually looks like it’s leaning uphill, although it sits on level ground. I can’t help but wonder how long it’s had this angle, or how long it’ll continue to stay upright. I’ve kept an eye on other small structures like this, and none still remain upright. So it’s best to get out there and photograph them while they’re still around!
I’ve been wanting a photo of this old barn along Highway 36 for quite some time, and last weekend I was able to take the opportunity. I was buzzing around in the area and came upon this site, and had just enough time to take a few photos before jetting to the next location according to my timetable.
I had spent some time in Wilton but, due to my schedule, I did not check on a more famous falling barn: the one northwest of town along Highway 83. I’ll get back to that one another time.
If you’re trying to figure out a music-lyric reference for the title of this post, I have to admit it exists. The phrase jumped into my subconscious from Fleetwood Mac’s “Big Love”. Wow. That one was buried deep.
This little farm sits on a hill overlooking a pretty darn rural vista. No power lines. None of those horrible subsidy-sucking wind turbines. Even the road is a long, long ways away. Perfect, as far as I’m concerned. And what a beautiful sunny day for a photo!
This windmill caught my attention while I was out roaming recently, and – unlike many of the windmills I encounter – it was actually near the road so I could quickly get a nice photo of it. It seems these things are vanishing at a quickening pace; even ol’ standbys are falling to the ravages of time and North Dakota weather.
This one actually sits in a yard along with an old farmstead. There are cattle on the land, which is probably why the lawn appears to be mowed. It’s sad to see another casualty of time here, but fascinating nonetheless.
I love HDR (High Dynamic Range) photography when done judiciously. It’s the kind of thing that can bring out all kinds of delicious detail in both the highlights and shadows of a photo, and that’s what I like to go for. That hyper-realistic look really pleases my eye. Unfortunately, HDR processing techniques are often done in such a heavy-handed fashion that they end up looking like grainy, over-saturated paintings. Those I do not like one bit.
I opted to go a little further toward the artistic side with this particular photo, just because I liked the effect in this particular case. It’s pushed a little past hyper-realistic detail into a more stylized realm, but in this case I think that works. Not too keen on some of the blooming where dark areas meet light, but much of that is actually because of the way the sky was that day.
How about you? Do you like extra realism, or surreal style?
This is a wild looking old barn. It has a long overhang on one side, which seems will inevitably collapse. But it was a great place for a snowdrift this winter. What a uniquely shaped structure, I wonder how it must be configured inside! Sadly, I doubt I’ll ever know.
Props to B-Man for recognizing yesterday’s elevators! I took a quick trip to one of my favorite ghost towns, Arena, to check on this church. The road to it still had chest-deep snow, so I hiked around the back way. Although the foundation has caved in on both sides, the supports in the basement are holding strong and the church looks no worse for wear than it did last year. It’s sagging slightly in the middle, but aren’t we all!
I’d photographed this elevator a number of times before, but never from up in the air. Today was conducive for sUAS flight, so I took advantage of it. I’m recovering from the flu and wisdom tooth surgery, so I was getting cabin fever and figured fresh air would do me good. So did coming home with some nice photos.
One of the challenges of photography during a North Dakota winter is the shadows. The sun is low in the sky, and that makes for some very hard shadows that travel with the sun throughout the day. It also doesn’t seem like we get many partly cloudy days in which one can find a window of diffused sunlight, either. But sometimes those shadows can work to one’s advantage, as in the photo above.
When I set up for this photo, I was really just going through the motions. The reason is that there wasn’t a cloud in the winter sky to break things up or throw some colorful reflections into the sunset. Well, that’s what I thought, anyway. I was pleased to get a splash of all kinds of color as the sun reached the horizon. At one point the barn was blazing with a beautiful gold, and then the blues, purples, and even a touch of reds kicked in.
I haven’t been able to do a whole lot of photography-related stuff lately, so it’s like I’m forgetting the fundamental technique of getting in place and letting the light come to me, and to anticipate great things from God’s creation. I’m glad I got this reminder as I slowly dust off the cobwebs .