Tag Archive | South Dakota

Breakthrough

DSC_9798I am finally breaking through my pictures.  There is indeed a light at the end of the tunnel…vacation tunnel anyhow.  I do have a batch of photos that I took prior to leaving and some after returning…those will keep until sometime that is not now.

I know I posted a car the other day, but I’m really loving my ghost town old car series.  I am really loving a lot of my photos.

A friend on Facebook said that she’d like to know the history of the last car that I posted.  The truck.  I’m sure that there is history somewhere.  More about the town, I would think the rest would go without saying.   The cards obviously came from somewhere.  Maybe someone passing through the area and it broke down.  Or it belonged to whomever once owned the old house on the same portion of land.    All of that I’m sure is somewhere in the history books.  Either accuracy or bits and pieces put together by someone through their own research and/or assumptions.  I…I don’t really want to know the history.  Maybe it is that part of me that still thinks it is a storyteller, but I like to leave it all up for imagination in these types of scenarios.

I don’t know.  We all have our things, I guess.  I’ll let you do what you do when looking at this picture.  Either way, I hope that you like it.

Live, laugh, love, and let it ride.

Rusty Old In the Snow

DSC_9956As I walked this old dirt path looking for a “ghost town”, it began to snow.  It was incredibly cold this year in the Black Hills.  Some would say that I should have checked the weather…I did and I went the same time of year that I’ve gone the two years prior….weather is unpredictable and it is never the same.  This year was no different.  It was cold.  It was raining.  It was snowing.

I walked what seemed to be for miles.   It wasn’t, but it felt like it.  Slipping and sliding in the mud. Snow that grew heavier.  Temperatures that dropped.  I didn’t care. I was on a mission.

After sometime, I stumbled upon and old house.  I wondered around. Saw old cars.  Realized that the “ghost town” was really just an old house, and old concrete enclosure of sorts, some old structure remnants, and some old cars.  Maybe if I had walked up the muddy hill further down the path I would have discovered more, but I didn’t.  Did I mention it was cold and snowy…and muddy and I didn’t wear my cowboys boots.  We all know by now that I’m fearless when I am in my boots….if only.

DSC_9979I was more fascinated by the old cars anyway.  The house, I couldn’t nail down the pictures I wanted.  I still have some…I will get to them someday.  As far as this car, there wasn’t much to him.  I’m also pretty sure that it was more of a truck than a car. It looks truckish.  I also altered them.  There were a handful of old cars in this “ghost town”, but regular editing just didn’t seem to fit them.  They needed a ghostly, soft, and faded vintage type look to them.  I hope that you agree that this look fits.

Live, laugh, love, and let it Ride.

Wild Stangs

DSC_0162 (2)As mentioned before, I have an insane amount of pictures to wade through.  I also have quite the amount of pictures uploaded to WordPress and I either need to delete some, or I need to upgrade my package.  I’ve not decided which yet.  I keep trying to decide the best course of action for me and how to revamp what I’ve got going on.  The most I’ve accomplished….finally getting a portion of my pictures worked through.

I have finished two sets of my wild horse photos.  This guy is from the Black Hills Wild Horse Sanctuary in the Black Hills of South Dakota.  I’m not sure his name,  he lives with four other guys in a pasture that is separated from the bigger herds that I’ve seen.  Painted Deserted is the only horse I know for sure, but he’s pretty easy to pick out…he’s the only paint in the group.  This guy looks like a Bucky, but I don’t know for sure.  There is also a Red Roan and from what I know of Roans, this guy could be one but there was a fourth horse that I never saw.  Prairie Dancer…maybe.  Or Pat & Mike……   Maybe a Prairie Dancer, I can see that.  Either way, he’s a beautiful mustang.

That is really where my heart has been lately.  The wild mustangs and burros of the west.  I would like to do something similar to Mr. Hyde.  My land would never be as massive as his.  The Black Hills Wild Horse Sanctuary consists of tens of thousands of acres.  I would settle for enough to have a small herd.  Some that would be free for the rest of their lives, or at least the rest of mine.  Maybe break one, or two, I don’t know.  Right now that is a cheap wine dream on a pond water budget.  Until then, I will just stalk them with my camera.  I’m not sure where the next adventure will take me.  They are all over.  Maybe back to Colorado. A less popular location apparently has a 150 possible, I saw four….that is unacceptable and there are a ton more in the Sand Basin that I didn’t get to see.  Who knows.  We’ll see where the road takes me.

Until then, I hope you enjoy this picture.

Live, Laugh, Love, and Let it Ride.

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

Envision

envisionEnvision.

I am not sure what I envision this year to be.  What does that even mean?  Envision.  I mean, I know what the dictionary meaning is.  “To picture mentally, especially some future event or events” or in short (and as the example listed on dictionary.com)  “to envision a brighter future”.  That is what I want.   To envision a positive outcome for 2019.

Someone whom I respect in wisdom and talent posted about questions of others.  Thing that keep them up at night.  Things like the inevitable ending.  Truth be told, that is what haunts me at night.  I do not sleep because of it, but the psychologist in me knows that really it is inevitable and the actual issue is the state of affairs in which my life entails.  Or the lack there of.  I’m a visionary.  A dreamer.  I’m a restless soul that somewhere along the line got lost and way off track from anything that I ever envisioned as I was growing up.

There is so much that I want to do in this life.  I want to go to Taiwan and volunteer at the elephant sanctuary for a day (and of course tour the area, but mainly visit the elephants).    I want to go on a safari exploration of Africa.  See gorillas in Uganda. Lions. Wild dogs.  I want to follow my friend’s footsteps and go on a trail ride in the 50 states.  She takes photos to paint letter (which are amazing), mine would stay photographs (hopefully half as amazing).  I want to study certain cultures. Buy a house. Get into grad school.  Maybe finally meet the one.  The list goes on. Some are pipe dreams and some are completely obtainable.  I guess that is what I envision for 2019.

I envision getting it right.  Redeeming myself on the errors and making a start on that list of wants that I envision for 2019 and even the years that follow.  For now, I’d just like to even know where to begin.

A friend, associate…truth be told, some days I’m not sure.  Anyway, she keeps asking if I will be doing the big art show and when I said no, she asked why.  I didn’t really know what to say.  It is in September and that is a long time away.  Truth be told, I think that is my only hang up.  Last year, I knew where I would be come September.  Right now, I’m not sure where I will be come summer.  My rent is too high.  One of the grad schools that I applied to would require that I move states.  Then there is the money involved and everything else.  I just don’t know that I want to commit to anything right now.  Nothing that is far in the future.  One month at a time maybe.  I just don’t know.

So what do you when you are a visionary?  Can you even be a visionary without a plan?  Maybe I am just a dream with cheap wine dreams on a pond water budget.  I’m not sure, but I am going to continue to envision the things that I would like to achieve while I am still here to do them.  Maybe that whole “you can manifest if you believe” thing is true. Only time will tell, I suppose.  Maybe I should go ahead and make a few plans.   Have to have a place to start.

Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography