Archive | July 2018

Beyond the Burn

DSC_8738Beauty lies within. At least this is what I want to believe.  I know that it worked for parts of Custer State Park.  DSC_8748Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography

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One down….

DSC_8863-2bwMy first art show is done and over with.  It was by far from being a success, but I guess ultimately I knew that it would not be.  I did my best to mingle and try to connect. I think that I did okay with that part.  I learned a bit about what would work and what didn’t, so here’s to the next one.

The picture…I hope that it speaks for itself.  I did two different versions, but I think I like the top one better.  There was nothing wrong with the original.  The lighting was good enough. The backdrop was good enough…I just got bored, so I played.  I hope that you like the final result.
DSC_8863Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography

Journal Entry #505

DSC_2853I know that I should stay in my car.  There are too many other cars and someone else will decide to get out.  Someone always thinks that they need to join me.  “She’s doing it, why can’t I.”  They’ll get out and get all involved and muck of the moment.  Probably tick off the beauties, run them off.  Oh, good they are leaving.

I get out of my car and find a place on the pavement.  I can hear the voices now, “They’re dangerous and unpredictable.”  Yes, I know.  I’ve got this.  I’m at least three fancy RV lengths away.  I respect them. I’m not imposing my presence on them and I’m not running up to them.  It will be fine.

Seriously, don’t get your spurs all rusted up and tangled up in tumbleweed.  I was hiking yesterday and ran into like 6 and a coyote and lived to tell about.  Besides, if it is my time to go…what better way to go at the moment.
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I feel like I’m being stared at. Am I being stared at?  Where is that coming from?

Hey there, cutie! Are you looking at me?  Is he looking at me?  Maybe he’s just afraid that I will reach out and touch him.  There’s plenty of space, he can go far around me.  He’s not going around me.  Is he coming up to me? Surely, he’s not coming up to me?  He’s getting awfully close. Should I be worried? I should probably get back in my car.  Yes, I should most definitely get back in my car.  Oh, my.

Well, hello there.  Are you going to eat my camera?  Are you going to eat me?  Is your mama going to come slam me against the car.  Crap.  Here comes a car. They’re slowing down and staring. I need to act like I’m avoiding you.

He’s following me. Are you following me?  He’s seriously following me.  Why are you following me?  Must stop smiling.  We’ve gone around my entire car.  The other car has driven past.  Can I pet you?  No, no I should not pet you. I cannot take you home and call you George. I’m going to do it. Wait…no, there’s another car.  I’m going to leave now.
DSC_2860Stop looking at me like that. I cannot pet you.  One of these people will think that they can do it too.  Go away. Go act like a buffalo.  I’m getting in my car now.  Don’t.  Don’t do that.  Don’t look at me with those big doughy eyes and rub against my car.  What’s this idiot doing?  No, not you, honey.  The idiot that just got out of his car and is approaching that big, giant beast that is 10x bigger than you are.  This cannot possibly end well.

Guy gets back in his car unscathed.   That is good…yes, that is good. I’m not disappointed.  It is good.  It is.  Yes.  Though, I do wish that big beast had stood up and knocked the guy down a notch of two from that cocky arrogance he is walking with.  I didn’t say that. Don’t judge.

**No buffalo, or idiots, were harmed during this moment.  And no…as much as I wanted to, I did not pet a buffalo nor pick him up and put him in my car.**

Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography

Because sometimes….

DSC_4212.jpgYou just have to smile.  This guy.  Popeye.  Muscular and blind in one eye just like Popeye the Sailor man, hence the name.

He is one of the stable horses, but he is also used in the therapeutic riding program.  He is one of the favorites.  One of the riders that no longer rides him still brings him a bag of carrots.  Who can blame them.

As for Pops…there’s not a lot else to say about this guy.  Mainly because I think that the picture says it all.  Popeye in all of his glory (and he’s had a few Olive Oyls I’m sure.  One I know of for sure).  Hope you enjoy this picture as much as I do.

Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography

The Cunning Aidan

DSC_4101The other day, you met his sister Lucky.   Today, you meet the grey stud.  Well, actually he’s a gelding, but just the same.  Look at that studly face.  DSC_4112bwHe’s also a Connamara pony…he just didn’t get the memo that he was supposed to be pony size. I’m not sure of his actual height, but he is clearly taller than his sister.  That is okay, he’s a beauty.  A grey beauty.  That took me a bit to understand.  How he was considered grey.  Even as they explained it, it just baffled me.

DSC_4115bwIt’s all about the skin tone and the skin tone under that silky hair of his is blackish making his coat grey.  It’s more obvious now that summer is here, but when I first met him, I couldn’t see it.  They are considered white if their skin is pink underneath their coat.  I am getting it now…mainly because the grey is more obvious now.

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Mr. Aidan is about as patient as his sister.  Neither like having to stand in the barn. Who can blame them?  They love knowing what is going on and being front and center.   Aidan will stomp and rear, neigh and paw…whatever it takes to get attention.  They love treats and being loved on.  I’m happy to do both.  DSC_4082

These are some of my favorite pictures so far.  I wish I had gone a bit higher on the shutter speed, but I think that it works.  He looks amazing.  I also love that he actually wears a rope halter, because it was a lot easier to shop out.  There are a couple of areas that were difficult to perfect, but I don’t think that the flaws stand out too much.  At least I hope not.  What I do hope is that you like them too.
DSC_4088bwHave a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography

Lucky Girl….

Her name is Lucky and she is about as feisty as they come.  Up until a couple of months ago, she had only ever knew one home.  She had been born and raised there along with her brother Aiden.  The owner of the barn chose to get out of the bordering business, so their mother brought them to the stable.  I’m glad she did. We do know how I love horsies.

Lucky and Aidan are Connemara ponies.  According to my search, they originated off in Ireland and they are known for versatility and good disposition.  Their mama might argue their good disposition, though.  I kid, neither had been worked for a bit and they are a bit on the younger side.

Lucky has Aidan and Red, Red is a quarter horse ( I believe).  She doesn’t like being separated from them and she lets you know it.  She also doesn’t take too kindly to the other horses getting too close, but they have made themselves at home. Lucky and the boys are fitting in just fine.  I’m happy for that.

As for the pictures, I’d like a do over.  They’re good, but I couldn’t remember what I had my shutter speed set on the last time and went a little low this time.  It shows more in Aidan’s pics than with Lucky’s, but she stood a bit more still.  She was all about the modeling.  I would also like to work on shopping out the halters.  I did it on Aidan’s, but Lucky’s was a bit harder to avoid distorting areas that I felt should be defined.  I don’t know…I like them just the same and hope that you do as well.

Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography