Past My Bedtime

The endeavor to capture the milky way is complicated and challenging.
Staying up later than usual is one of the challenges (not real late, 9:30-10:30).
Finding the milky way is another issue. Light is a “pollution” for this goal. There are some places where you can readily see the milky way. Where I live is not one of them.
Scope brings its own problems. Even at 24mm, it takes a minimum fifteen exposures to stitch and fiddle with. LOTS of fiddling.
Still, I love the challenge.


Reprise Melancholy

There is life on that rocky road that leads to places unseen in the hearts of men.
All becomes looking back to bare-earth mounds, seeds watered and hopeful for growth. Even in the rocks.
Yet am I cursed?
Will I not fail?
The sun hits me with its transcendent power.
A gift.
In that twisted moment I cry out, “let this not be mercy.
Tell me I am enough.
The light of grace is futile if worthy I am not found.
Tell me you see me.
You’ve caught and kept my every tear and have kept from me ultimate harm.
And if shouting at you helped, my lungs still would fail.
All is dark. Yes but for that sliver of hope.
Tell me I am enough.”

True Wildlife Photography Ethics:

While a “clean portrait” is preferred by some judges, the natural preference of these subjects is maintaining a protective position. We terrify them unless we create an unnatural environmental complacency.
Everything for them in this scenario is perceptibly risky.
If we truly were concerned for them. We would never intrude on them with a camera or scope.
We just can’t help ourselves. It’s just too beautiful/fascinating.