These are twenty of my personal favorites at this time, and in no particular order. It's always difficult to pick out my all-time favorite images. More often than not it's the emotion I feel for a certain area that is just as important as the image itself.
They could, and probably will change at any given day. Behind each image is a story. Some are quite different from one another, and require a different mindset and approach. Some were pure luck, (Field of Dreams) (Early Morning Bite) Others were just being prepared at the right place and the right time. ~Randy~
The Power Of Imagination Makes Us Infinite.
_John Muir
They could, and probably will change at any given day. Behind each image is a story. Some are quite different from one another, and require a different mindset and approach. Some were pure luck, (Field of Dreams) (Early Morning Bite) Others were just being prepared at the right place and the right time. ~Randy~
The Power Of Imagination Makes Us Infinite.
_John Muir
This is the Gig Harbor boat marina with Mount Rainier as a backdrop. The morning I shot this, December 9th 2009, it broke an all-time weather record, for being the coldest day in the Greater Puget Sound area.
I couldn't adjust my camera with gloves on, so when I returned to my truck my fingers felt like they were going to break off like an icicles, and shatter on the ground. I'm usually excited about capturing scenes like this, but It was miserable, until I arrived home to a hot cup of coffee.
I couldn't adjust my camera with gloves on, so when I returned to my truck my fingers felt like they were going to break off like an icicles, and shatter on the ground. I'm usually excited about capturing scenes like this, but It was miserable, until I arrived home to a hot cup of coffee.
This is the Gig Harbor boat marina with Mount Rainier as a backdrop. The morning I shot this, December 9th 2009, it broke an all-time weather record, for being the coldest day in the Greater Puget Sound area.
I couldn't adjust my camera with gloves on, so when I returned to my truck my fingers felt like they were going to break off like an icicles, and shatter on the ground. I'm usually excited about capturing scenes like this, but It was miserable, until I arrived home to a hot cup of coffee.
I couldn't adjust my camera with gloves on, so when I returned to my truck my fingers felt like they were going to break off like an icicles, and shatter on the ground. I'm usually excited about capturing scenes like this, but It was miserable, until I arrived home to a hot cup of coffee.
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