Last year at about this time, I featured the curious tags that not only appeared just once in the history of the blog (which is not significant,) but raised questions when seen alone – even by me, and I wrote them. Tags are normally intended to help search engines find content, and should indicate
Author: Al Denelsbeck
Odd memories, part 15
It is sometime in the 1990s. No, I mean it’s 2016 right now, but the event I am relating takes place back then, and I am using a literary style called first-person chronologica dysplasia or some shit like that. Whatever it’s creative – run with me here. I am touring Florida on my own, down in the Keys for the first time, and decide to do a coral reef
Book and theory review: Chaos
First off, a disclaimer: I’ve never been good at math, or at least, not since the sixth grade or thereabouts. I’ve struggled with it enough that I suspect there’s something fundamental that I missed, or a mental block or even something about my brain (could be that root beer incident when I was 10,) but so what who cares? The point is, someone may be inclined to
A brief reassurance that I’m here
With the computer being down and thus no decent way to unload photos, I simply avoided taking any until things were up to speed – which means that my first photos of 2016 weren’t taken until this morning! I’m as horrified as you. Well, okay, maybe not quite as horrified, but you’ve got competition, anyway.
That photographable event this morning was snow flurries and sleet
Off to a slow start
Considering that I set a personal record (which is one of the most meaningless accolades imaginable) for posts last year (216,) this year is off to a slow start – this is partially due to being busy with many other things, but also due to my workhorse computer still being dead. It now appears that it was only the motherboard, and so the harddrives with all of my stuff on them are
I have regrets
Yes, even a glamorous bug photographer such as myself has regrets, hard as that may be to imagine. This particular one manages to be forgotten for long stretches of time, but then returns with a stab of pain that can affect the rest of the day. I’m talking, of course, about Squirrel Level Road.
On a stretch of Interstate 85 in rural southern Virginia, overpasses are often marked with the names
A year-end retrospective
Two years ago at the last day of the year, I posted a series of pics intended for blog posts that had simply never made it, and I am doing the same again this time, with one small addition: I am posting a photo taken within each month, and adding a link to my favorite post(s) for each month as well. It’s kind of like those TV programs that can’t be bothered with new
Small whoopsies
There is a year-end post in the making, but as I was working on it a short while ago, my computer died. I had been getting warning signs for a few weeks now, and the good news is, I lost nothing of importance – I’m pretty anal about backups, and especially so when forewarning is given. All of the photos have been backed up, save for a couple of recent edits that haven’t
December’s abstract
I got this one during the same outing as the previous post, but I needed to close the year with another abstract, so here it is. It’s a tight crop from the original, a down feather floating on the pond and sporting some raindrops, taken while perched precariously on the shore. I suspect it did much better with the near-overcast light than it would’ve with bright sunlight,
Not award-winners
It could have been snow storms at this time of year, but it isn’t – it’s just rain, though lots of it. So even when I have a little time to shoot, it’s hard to find something to work with. Nonetheless, I’m making the effort, though not too much of what I’m producing would be candidates for any awards. Even when I got out as the sunset