It's been really nice around here lately...last week we had three consecutive days over 70°F (~21°C) for the first time since early October of 2010. We had a lot of snow and a slow, steady melt this past spring, so the blooming plants were well-watered. It's been a cold spring but a pretty one. And yesterday, a good friend came to town—the guy who suggested I start a blog seven years ago. He's been a lot of help with TOP over the years of its existence. It was great to see him.
Vis-à-vis yesterday's post, anybody want to tell me where the image sites are that are edited (moderated), where serious photographers present redacted bodies of work? I've heard that the founders of Facebook, flickr et al have raked in millions; now what we need are people willing to run some sites to present serious photography in a serious way and rake in thousands.
For those who suggest I should do it—yeah, right. Ha! When I become a real internet tycoon, I'll think about it...in the meantime, nobody in here but us bloggers.
One day I am going to write a post called "How to Earn a Million Dollars with a Blog," though. (The short answer, as I may have mentioned, is "start a blog and work really, really hard on it every day for fifty years." Bah-dum-pah.) Here's something that might sound strange to you: I could earn a lot more money with TOP than I do. I know how. It's just that then it wouldn't be as...interesting. It wouldn't be what I want to do any more. (Cue Neil Young singing "Man Needs a Maid....") It's true that the siren song of housekeeping help beckons like a voice from the promised land of financial success...not many of the trappings of wealth are at all seductive to me, but...a maid. Now that's luxury. Must resist, must resist...also must go do the damned dishes....
Oh, and one more thing about blogging: you'll get every criticism you can think of and then you'll get a lot more. Yesterday I got accused of mythologizing Sanskrit. That was a new one. Something I never could have imagined getting criticized for. I didn't even know it was something you could do from Wisconsin. In fact, I'm not even sure I know what it means.
A few people also asked yesterday about the status of my darkroom project. Here's the sad report: stalled. I balked at the price of the ventilation fabrication, and I haven't had the nerve to tackle it myself. Having had some lung problems in recent years, I'm no longer willing to attempt any darkroom work without proper ventilation.
The ventilation was to be the next-to-last step, and then the last step was getting the plumbing done, although I could get started working without that. I also need to build a drying rack, which I haven't yet done. A darkroom is a really extravagent photography accessory. Especially when it's no longer necessary.
Yesterday I had a film camera with me, as I seldom do, and I butted up once again—as I always do now whenever I shoot film with a handheld camera—against what is for me film's Achilles' heel: sensitivity. Can't beat those high ISOs.
Right now we've got a farmer's rain going. I love that term, farmer's rain. It's the opposite of the kind of rain that causes flash floods, the opposite of "downpour." It means a slow, steady rain that soaks the ground and gives the growing things just what they need.
A rainy day, gray and softly glowing green, but good weather all the same.
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Featured Comment by Tom Robbins: "Farmer's rain—interesting phrase. Growing up in corn country I can certainly understand the idea, but can't recall hearing it used to describe rain. Despite a few decades of TV and almost a couple decades of internet (who is greasing these rails, anyway?), local accents and expressions still exist. Thank goodness. Farmer's rain might be a good example of this.
"At any rate, such a rain had just fallen when this (or tat, heh-heh...) simple photo was taken Sunday."
Featured Comment by keanesean: "Just got back from my first-ever camping trip. We camped next to a farm, I was hoping it wasn't going to rain on our first-ever camp but of course it did. It really was farmer's rain and you've got to make the best of it. So what do you and your girl do in a tent, in the dark and rain?
"You take pictures. What else is there to do?"