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Angry Bird

DSC_3940I was excited about this trip.  Probably not to the extent that I should have been, but as it grew closer I was excited.  I was excited to hit the Tetons again.  I hadn’t been able to make the most out of it the first time and my photography skills had greatly improved and there were some animals waiting for me.  I wanted to see bears, moose, elk, coyotes, and funny looking birds.

I got my funny looking bird on my last morning there.  It hadn’t really been a good trip to this point.  The weather was less than desireable until I got to Wyoming, I had no campsite due to the whole “First come, first serve…OH SURPRISE, we are busy year around and it took you too long to get here.” thing and therefore I’d been sleeping in my car.  I was dirty, I was tired, I had a headache that wouldn’t quit, and I was pretty well over it at this point; especially, after the day before.  With that said, I was bound and determine to make the most of what I had decided was my last day in Wyoming and I head to Signal Summit.

I wanted to watch the sunrise as I had never found a good place for that the first time around.  I also really just liked the view from there.  Well, who was awaiting for me when I got to the view site….this guy.  The Dusky Grouse.  Dusky…how can you not love a bird with that name.

Much to my surprise, he didn’t really care that I was there.  He didn’t fly away.  He didn’t run away.  He just chilled making a low little call with all his might.  After a while he started flying off the post and landing on the ground, gawked around, and then would jump back on the post.  Let me tell you, those are some noisy wings.

Once I figured out he was the one making the noise I kept hearing, I also realized that I was also hearing it come from another direction.  It donned on me that he was calling to a mate, or potential mate, foe…another somewhere off in the wind.  He wasn’t in any real hurry to find it.   He actually seemed a little irritated that he was having to call for the other.  Kind of like a father that had to call for his child one too many times.  I don’t know that this was the actually case, but the storyteller in my was having fun making up stories.

Mr. Dusky hung out with me for quite some time before scurrying by me and down the mountain side.  I don’t know if he ever found what he was looking for, but he made my list so there is that.
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Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography

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Spirit Animal

DSC_5682.jpgI am not a fan of the gawker crowd.  The people that gather in the masses to stare at the animals, because this is all new to them and they know that it is a rare opportunity.  I get why they do it, but as I said-they usually gather in the masses and make it hard to get to views of the animals.  However, with that said…if it wasn’t for the gawker crowd, I would miss out on some of the beauties.  When you are alone and driving, it is not always easy to see the bear that is further down the hill or the beautiful coyote that is running along  relentlessly.

I probably would have seen her eventually, but had it not been for the car that had stopped to watch her, I might not have seen her as in time to catch some of the moments I witnessed.   I probably also would have missed the fact that she sneaked up behind me when I thought I had lost her in the field.  So, I am always thankful for the gawkers, but more so when they disperse and it is just me and the beautiful beast.

With that said, this beautiful beast was running down one of the main roads in the Grand Tetons.  She was relentlessly moving, searching.  She would only stop briefly.  Some of the shots that will come later, well, those would be the longest she held still.  This series is the firs time I’ve been able to truly catch a coyote.  Normally, they are on the run, too far away, or I’m so baffled that they are there that it takes me a second to realize it and by then it is just too late.

This is also the first time that I found myself in an animal.  That sounds weird, but I just can’t think of words I’d rather use.  This whole trip, I just kept waiting for that ah-ha, relishing moment that I’ve had on my other trips.  The first time was the deer on Little Devil’s Tower Trail, then the mountain goat, the buffalo that followed me.  Moments that just left me feeling light and airy, refreshed, hopeful.  I just hadn’t experienced it yet and honestly…I never really did, but this girl…I found I related with what I saw.

It was the fact that she was running endlessly, tirelessly, searching.   Maybe she knows why, maybe she doesn’t.  I’m sure she did.  In her case she was searching for food, fuel…I would think it would be safe to assume.  Me…I’m still searching for the fuel I think.  That is a story for another time, a cup of tea, and a conversation of deep and philosophical revelations.

I am not ready to share my favorite photos of her.  Just this one for now.  I did very minimal editing to it.  I needed to be minimal with it.  That is all I will say for now.  I hope that you like it.

Until the next time, I have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography

Wild Horses

DSC_0140 (2)Everyone who follows my blog knows how much I love horses. For those that are new, I love horses.  Actually, I love all animals.  I have the most access to horses and the zone (the dog that runs the household).

Anyway, the soul purpose of this trip was to camp, get my head on straight, and see wild horses.  There is a batch of wild horses out in Colorado and so I had decided I was ending with them.  I had debated on starting with them, but I wasn’t sure the actual plan for this trip.  There were so many things that I wanted to see and one thing I absolutely did not want to see….Chicago.

The mountains had been calling my name, so my original idea was to head to Wyoming (Yes, I could have gone to the Rockies, but Wyoming has been on my mind).  Wyoming is quite the drive from here so I wanted to stop in South Dakota and get my rest on.  South Dakota was…well, I love my Black Hills animals, but I think that this part of South Dakota and myself have done all we can do for each other.  I was bound and determined to make the best out of it.

One of the two days that I spent there, I chose to drive by the Wild Horse Sanctuary.  I hadn’t scheduled a tour and I wasn’t even sure of their off season hours, but there were four beautiful babies just off the main road that I hadn’t really gotten to see the first time.  These four babies are only a small part of the tour, because of the fact that they live in a different sanctuary.  I am not even sure if they are a part of the actual tour, but the tour guide I had last year was amazing and showed me everything that these could.

With that said, here is a sneak peak of one of the beauties.  The truth is, I cannot remember is name.  I want to say Bucky…maybe?  There is only one whose name I can remember and it is kind of obvious.  When I get to him, you will be like, “Oh, yeah…”.    I think that there is one more obvious one, but I can’t remember the fourth name.   Either way, I am pretty sure this is Bucky….which also means, it probably isn’t.

I love the eyes of an animal, so for now this is all you get.  I hope you like it.

Until the next time, have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Ros Photography

Off the Beaten Path

DSC_9824Hey, all!  I guess it has been quite some time since my last post.  I’ve sat down many times to do one, I’ve had the pictures to do so…I just haven’t had the heart for it.   I’ve tried to log on and read blogs, but I’ve failed at that too.  I guess that I just needed some time away.  I don’t really know why, just did.

With that said, I thought that I would start my post with this.  The first major DSLR picture that I did, that I really liked, was an old truck that was hidden off the beaten path in a park that I used to walk in Ohio.  This is not it and maybe I will dig through my files and find them but for now you get this car.  A car amongst the “ghost town” hidden in the Black Hills.  It was one of several old cars, so yes you will be seeing more…a lot more because for some reason I was fascinated with photographing old cars this trip.  I was fascinating with so many things.

I was obsessed with photographing to be honest.  I came back with a ridiculous amount of pictures. I know I have said that before, but this time….it puts all the rest to shame.  I am unable to clear off my SD cards because my laptop is out of space and so are the external hard drives I have on hand.  Before you say it, it is time for a new one and it is on the to do list but for now, the first set of pictures has been transferred so we will play with those for a while.

I will keep this blog relatively short.  I will be taking a different path with some of the future blogs.  As always, I’m not really sure what that means or really what that is going to look like.  I am hoping that it will be an improvement that you like what you see.  I appreciate anyone who has stuck around and those that are new.  You all rock and I hope you stay for the rest of the ride.

Some probably think that I should talk about what I did to the picture since this is a photography blog.  Those that have stayed know that really isn’t my thing.  I just take the pictures and then do what I need to do to make it something that I would like to share.  I added filters to this gem, because it was just not the scene I would have liked.

For this picture, I was in the Black Hills.  I had checked the weather before I left and it was supposed to be sunny and relatively nice.  Not overly warm but not cold either…well, the weather lied to me.  It ended up being in the low thirties and I was exploring the said ghost town, it started snowing.  Trip was already off to a great start.  I’ll save those stories for another day.

Since it was snowing, there was no sun and I was kind of in a realm of surrounding trees.  There was a car directly behind this and it just wasn’t easy to get the shot that I would envision for this car but I think that I made it work.  I used my kit lens 18-55, which I never-ever do.  I cannot remember the last time I intentionally used that lens, but it got it workout this trip.  Maybe too much….again, a story for another day.  I am really glad that I used that lens as it really worked for the environment that I had to work with.  Anyway, I pulled this up for editing and it just needed something that simple editing wasn’t going to do and with that, I added a few filters until I got the effect that I wanted.  I like the way that it turned out and I hope that you do to.

Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography

Burned to Beauty

DSC_8754It has been a while.  For now, I will spare you the details and just share this photo.   It is one of my favorite from what I will call the “Burned to Beauty” series.

This is one of the numerous trees in Custer State Park that was a victim of the wildfire a while back.  Through the charred bark, remnants of the base shined through.  The blackened tone accentuated the lines and shapes embracing the bark and giving it a distinctive appearance.  The core of the tree peaking through looked like what I imagine an area covered with hardening lava with burning lava still flowing underneath would look like.  For that, I chose to enhance the colors to give it what I consider an amazingly mesmerizing type of appearance.  I hope that you like this picture as much as I do.

Until the next time, have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography

The Horizon…

DSC_4556I was going to write something, but the words are lost.  Probably somewhere deep in translation.  Lingering around wanting to reveal themselves, but not really knowing how.  Tangled up with a bunch of other words and feelings.  Not being able to come together to form a coherent and logical thought.  Unable to find the correlation between many of them.  We have all been there.

I have news.  It is good news, and yet for some reason I am unable to bring myself to really share it.  I should share it. I should want to share it. I should be excited to share it. I should be excited about it.  Yet, I am unable to find myself excited about it.  Probably because of the disruption it causes.  This could have gone three ways.  One unfavorable, one unfavorable with little to no disruption to daily life, and one that totally uproots my life.  It should have been assumed that it would be the one that totally uproots my life.  Isn’t that always the way that it works out?

There could be many other reasons, but I won’t bore you with the details.  For now, I will simply share this picture.  I hope that you like it.

Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography

Of Soft Mind

DSC_3984.jpgI am going to be a little passive aggressive here and I apologize in advance.  I say this,  because this post is in response to something that was commented on one of my other blog posts.   It was something of debate and instead of engaging and getting into some political debacle of ignorance, I have decided to not respond directly.  We know how I feel about discussing politics as a whole the way it is and so engaging in a conversation defending my stance in this particular case…it is just not something that I am prepared to do; especially, considering that I could see where this would be leading, which is exactly why I rarely discuss politics in polite company.

Now, I have already retyped this post once.  My original start was a little bit more defensive than I intended.  The truth is, this comment was well written.  Under a different time and place, maybe…just maybe there could be a discussion.  I don’t know this person and I’m sure that for a short period of time there is the possibility of having a mature and civil conversation. At least I would like to believe, but then again-maybe I am just soft-minded.

With that said, this particular comment was one that I had to read a couple of times to make sure that I was reading it correctly. If you are wondering what it said, you will not find it as I chose not to publish it.  That is the joy about being the owner of this blog, I get to do and say what I want .  Things like ignoring comments that stab at my instincts and engage me into combative defense to someone whom will probably not be as open to hearing my side as I want to believe.  Again, I do not know. I could be way off course, but my instincts went into flight mode, not because of fear but because I just didn’t want to.

The particular comment was made in response to my post about animals and humanity.  Apparently,  it is wrong of me to “conflate the terminology of animals and walls to being negative.”  And though I may have read too much into it, one of the beginning sentences was that this person found good people with soft minds hard to tolerate.  I read this to be that I was seen as having a soft mind because I didn’t feel that a race of people should be referred to as animals.  I wonder, am I of soft mind?  Or is that this person didn’t understand the context of the post that provoked the blog because he was only reading what I wrote?

Maybe I am of soft mind, but I know my mind and believe me that this is not the case.  I just believe that a little decency goes a long way, and that not calling an entire group of people animals just because of their ethnic background and status isn’t too much to ask.  Now, it is clear what side of the fence this person stood on AND (I can’t emphasize this enough) that is completely fine.  Whatever gets you fired up, but do not assume that I need to be pitied because I think referring to a group of people as animals is completely unnecessary and negative; especially, when the whole group have not given reason to be called so.   To best make my point, it is like calling a whole group of people racist because a few of them actually are.

With that said, do not assume that because I see a softer side of things that I do not believe in hardcore measures, or that I have a “soft mind”.  I am anything but gullible or foolish, or whatever was intended by said statement.  You should also not be foolish enough to think that I am all because I do not believe that you should refer to a race of people as animals.  I did not feel that it was necessary and I do find it negative in today’s world.   If that makes me soft minded, I guess so be it but for the record I actually have a lot of words for people, groups of people, and they are far from that of a soft mind.

And should said person stumble upon my blog again and feel the need to post similar comments.  Even harsher comments in attempts to get me to engage, please do not waste your time.  This passive aggressive post will be as far as communication between you and me go because your point of view is clear.  And though I respect your opinion and would think that on different circumstances we should engage in such topics of debate, it is just not something that I feel like doing in the present moment.  Also please do not confuse my opinions on name calling to my political point of view.  You do not know me and do not assume you know where I stand on any such topics.

To my regular followers.  Please forgive me. I needed to get it off my chest and it was much better than the 35 responses that I had previously typed up and deleted.

Montana Rose Photography