Took this on the way home from the grocery store last night.
This picture probably explains better than anything why I can't get a different camera...I just like the Fuji's files. They're so...tasty, somehow. It's not like any other camera couldn't have done a good job with this scene. I just like what the Fuji does.
The "better" grocery store in my area is 30 miles away. The upside is that there's very pretty farmland between here and there, small Amish and Old Order Mennonite farms dotting the countryside. The weather last night was a treat. I could have stopped two dozen times.
This is the whole frame. The top is a detail from the center.
This also shows (maybe) what I mean when I say the pictures seem to be farther away up here, making me think I'd have fun with a long zoom for once. I keep "seeing" pictures more like the top crop than the 23mm view below. My eye and brain just seem to want to go that way around here. It happens again and again.
Wish you could see this full size on the monitor. The blog software tends to stomp on the subtleties somewhat. The file is lovely.
You can see what I Photoshopped, obviously. But just from the tiny version of the full shot. If I were printing it, I'd leave it in, because you could tell what it is.
This reminds me of an incident long ago. The art room where I taught had a mezzanine, so it was easy to eavesdrop on students on the lower level. Every week I'd put up one my own pictures on the board, and one week I put up a landscape not too different from this one. I overheard two girls down below discussing the picture. One of them said, "It must be Mike's. Only Mike would take pictures of farmland." Heh!
I do like farmland.
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Martin Winter: "I feel both your pain and love for your grocery situation. I've recently moved away from a town centre with a three mile drive to an out-of-town supermarket, which could take 20 minutes in the wrong traffic. We now live in a rural village in Scotland with a 22-mile drive to a decent supermarket. It takes less than 30 minutes every time, with beautiful scenery in all directions—one of the best things we ever did!"