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Changing Seasons

Every once in a while I like to take a walk along a river.  My river of choice is the Wisconsin which flows for 500 miles from Land O Lakes up north on the border with Michigan’s Upper Peninsula to Prairie du Chen on the Mississippi.   This river amazes me in ways that might seem odd to some people.   It never stops to inspire.

 

I caught these leaves on the Cedar Creek Trail in Rothschild, WI just south of the Domtar Dam.   In one spot, I could find so many possibilities.    It really is amazing what a simple macro lens like the 60 mm Micro-Nikkor f2.8D could capture.   The way the light fell on these young oak trees fascinated me.   With the river in the background, I was able to capture the effect of the changing season with a shallow depth of field.

 

May these images be a feast for your eyes.  For more of my work, please go to http://www.capturewisconsin.com.   Much of my work is available online in a book called “Hidden Gems of Central Wisconsin” at http://www.blurb.com. You might want to check out their special holiday discounts at  http://www.blurb.com/gifts.

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Rib Mountain In The Fog

Foggy Trail

Foggy Trail

Morning Mist (1 of 1)-7 If you have ever wondered in the woods in the fog, you will find that everything has a mystery all its own.  On a foggy day, I set out to walk one of the lower trails  in Rib Mountain State Park near Wausau, WI  An eerie stillness is set in the woods when one can only see the blazes that mark the trail and make out a haze.

You don’t know what can be around the next corner, or even why.  Will you see deer or stumble into a bear or what?  That is the mystery.

It made a good chance to experiment and explore with my D-80 and a few lenses to see what can’t be seen and what can be.

Rib Mountain is not a true mountain in a sense.  It is nowhere near like the 14,000 or so high peaks that make up the Rockies, the Tetons, or the Bitterroots.  It is not even like any of the Appalachians.  Yet we call it a mountain here in central Wisconsin as it is one of our highest peaks and it does affect weather to a degree.  It is always a few degrees cooler than in the city of Wausau itself.

Rib Mountain may not be a true mountain, but we can call it our mountain.  It has a cragginess of its own. Morning Mist (1 of 1)-8 Morning Mist (1 of 1)-9 Yellow Trail (1 of 1)

It is amazing to me as to what others see in my images.   Here I photographed this bridge as I have many times since it was converted from a railroad to a pedestrian bridge.  Like all of my images, I start shooting in RAW and in color.   The day lent itself better to black and white.   For that, I went into post-processing and used the wonderful tools in Adobe Lightroom 4.

 

Some photographers dislike Lightroom, but I have grown to love it.   In Lightroom, I converted this image from color to black and white and made a jpg copy with all the keywords for search engines to guide people to this image and this and other sites that I might have it uploaded on.  The picture says winter is here!

Here we are looking west towards Barker-Stewart Island on a dreary December Saturday.   Even on dreary days, nature provides us with something to see.  Icey Bridge (1 of 1)

A historic landmark bridge awaits to take riders and hikers across the Tomorrow

A historic landmark bridge awaits to take riders and hikers across the Tomorrow River near Amherst, WI.

A hillside cut-through.

A hillside cut-through.

On a whim and a fancy, I decided to take a chance on one of Wisconsin’s newest state rail-trails.  I had known about the Tomorrow River State Trail for a number of years.   I “fell in love with this bridge at first sight.   This is the concrete arch bridge that crosses the Tomorrow River, a well known trout stream in eastern Portage County, and for me, a key as to what this trail has to offer.

I could have done a full trail ride, and maybe I will soon.   The Tomorrow River State Trail begins at Hoover Road in the Village of Plover and extends eastward for 34 miles to Manawa on  a former rail line once operated by the Green-Bay & Western Railroad https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Green_Bay_and_Western_Railroad.

I chose to just ride the section from Amherst to Ogdensburg for a number of reasons.  For one, I made some stupid mistakes the last time I tried riding out from Plover (like forgetting the front wheel of my bike).   The section between Amherst and Ogdensburg proved to be a scenic gem.

I carry a backpack laden with a DSLR and several lenses whenever I ride a rail-trail.   I have come to know that each of Wisconsin’s numerous rail is going to offer up some of the best scenery.

On a bicycle, and especially on a rail-trail, it is not so much about “getting there” as for what you find along the way.  The Tomorrow River Trail passes through glacial moraine giving riders a scenic, but rugged, landscape to pass through on a gentle 3% grade at best.  You will find many large boulders called erratics.  Many of these boulders were deposited by ice age glaciers.

It even becomes a journey through time as you pass through land that railroad locomotive crews once saw as  a part of their job.

Like many of Wisconsin’s rail-trails, The Tomorrow River State Trail is paved with crushed limestone and can get a little grassy in places.   There is an equestrian trail along side in most places in Portage and Waupaca Counties, so you don’t have to run into horses and goo for the most part.

It is a gorgeous journey so get your trail pass and take a ride.

 

 

 

Highway 49 Overpass at Scandinavia.

Highway 49 Overpass at Scandinavia.

A view from the bridge looking upstream.

A view from the bridge looking upstream.

Back To The Beginning

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Boat-acrossI chose the title and these images to me represented a part of a major foray into becoming a published photographer albeit in 35mm film as the world was changing to digital.

I spent a lot of time at the Whitewater Park Kayak Course on the Wisconsin River in my home town of Wausau, WI.   This called me into the challenging world of getting these images published as well as other subjects.

My sister had talked me into shooting images of this sport, and I walked off the course in a state of half shock because I had just ran through $100.00 worth of film and processing because I was learning how to judiciously use my camera’s motordrive.   I learned that shooting action sports is a lot of hit and miss.

Being a somewhat avid cyclist, I found a commonality with these guys in their spray skirts on a warm Sunday afternoon.   Some sports are ageless.   In the events last Sunday, I saw young gals and old men with the stamina of youth.   As I near retirement, I am inspired by that.

No one in their right mind retires to the rocking chair right away.   We all want to get the joy out of life with our mind and our bodies because we all know that our time on earth is limited and the years after age 65 go by so fast to the point where all we can do is look back.

The river is always flowing and the trail is always leading somewhere.   You just have to be ready to follow it.   More work will be coming.  Perhaps it will be in the form of a book.  Perhaps, I will get to set up that dream sales site.   Perhaps I will get to sell my work in a gallery somewhere.

This is the Quarter-mile bridge on the Mountain-Bay State Trail as viewed from the seat of my Trek 920 mountain-bike.

This is the Quarter-mile bridge on the Mountain-Bay State Trail as viewed from the seat of my Trek 920 mountain-bike.

 

 

Mosinee, A City On the Move

I have often ventured in to Mosinee on a number of different occasions throughout the year.  Most of my readers might have seen my other blogs like Mosinee in the Mist.   Mosinee has more frontage on the Wisconsin River than many of the larger cities like Wausau or Stevens Point.  The river adds character Mosinee.  With Mosinee Papers now known as Expiron, this city is a mill town.   It is the southernmost community in the Wausau Metro Area and it is on the Metro Marathon County bike route system.

 

I ride with my eyes wide open.  I can see things that others miss.  Mosinee struggles with attracting customers to local businesses in its downtown.  For too long, it has been seen as place that you just have to go through to get someplace else.  State Highway 153 is often seen as a route  to get from the interstate to places like Marshfield.  There is a lot right here for people to stop and explore.   So get out, check the shops out.  Spend some time in beautiful Mosinee!Mosinee, A City On The Move

Wausau’s Northern Riverfront in Winter

I was looking for open water when I took these images.   Some will grumble that winter is dragging on too long.  But there still is a mystery to it.

 

Underneath that smooth surface of a river is a torrential current that is still flowing.  Soon, we will hear the noises, the cracking and crunching of the ice as the river begins to open up.  These scenes come from Wausau’s northeast side where the river, the railroad, Horseshoe Spring, and North 6th Street seem to come together.  It is where two of Wausau’s most unique and somewhat exclusive neighborhoods of Forest Park and Riverview come together.   Both, like the rest of the city, are shaped by the Wisconsin as it makes its journey down to the Mississippi.   From Brokaw to Big Bull Falls, the river slows a little and the journey ponders each moment.

The boat landing at Forester Park longs for the spring when it will be open to anglers as they get ready to go after the walleyes that populate the once polluted waters of the Wisconsin.  It  is clean again, and the dream of warm summer days on the river is going to be real again.

The river front takes a person away from the hubbub that makes up city life.  Can we say that a river flows through it?  Yes we can.

Enjoy the blog.  It might be in hardbound books later on.
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Gilbert and Forester Parks are situated between the Wisconsin River and North Sixth Street on Wausau's East Side offering splendid views of the river.

Gilbert and Forester Parks are situated between the Wisconsin River and North Sixth Street on Wausau’s East Side offering splendid views of the river.

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Petunias in a hanging Pot

Petunias in a hanging Pot

A Solitary Rose

Lupines do add their color.

Lupines do add their color.

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The first flowers of spring.

The first flowers of spring.

With the depth of snow and cold, I thought that we needed something to look forward to.   I decided to check my archive on WordPress and found these gems from my yard.  Take a close look at the lilacs, and you can just smell the aroma.  Within 6 weeks the crocuses should start to push their heads through to the surface and begin blooming followed by tulips and all of the other perennials.

Some of these things were planted by me. Others were planted by the generations that lived here before me.   In the effort to beautify Wausau’s near west side neighborhoods, I think I am ahead of the game.

The temperatures are sub-zero today and I had hopes to do some snowshoeing and move a little further along on the photography for “Faith In the Heartland”  which is something that I really want to put together.   However, I needed to help people become a little more optimistic for the season to change.  This is after all Wisconsin and not the arctic.

All of the photographs that I use in my blogs are high-resolution and would make quality enlargements.  So, if you really love them and have walls to decorate, e-mail me at andrewplath@frontier.com and I will see what we can do.  I have a PhotoShelter site too.

Another Look

If you really think of what digital photography has done, you might realize just how things have changed.   Not too many years ago, to take photograph in both color and black and white, you would have to either shoot the image with two identically equipped cameras, or hope to make a print usually from a color negative on pan-chromatic black and white emulsion paper.

The way I use digital photography for this end is to make a black and white conversion of the image in post processing with my editing software on my pc.  I think like that.   I look first at an image in color .  Then I think about how it will look in black and white.

In black and white landscape photography, there are two great photographers who I consider to be mentors.  Clyde Butcher and Ansel Adams, whose primary tool has been the large format film cameras called field cameras for their ability to fold up compactly and be transported to the location with the greatest of ease, produced large images that transported the viewer into the environment where the scene was shot.  While I am not sure that my 10 megapixel D-80 could do that, the enlargements that I have gotten from images taken with that camera do hold up quite well.

To create a black and white image and make it work, it changes the way one thinks.  I generally change from thinking about color and more about tone and texture.   I think more about the surface of that piece of quartzite or the texture of this piece of granite than whether one is red or gray.   I think more about the tone of the image.  I think more of grayscale and the zone system that was originally conceived by Ansel Addams.

The cameras work differently.  With film cameras, this is done with different colored filters on the lens ranging from red to green.  Adams used Red #25 most often.   In digital photography, this is done with the electronic filters in software.

However, you look at it, these scenes are yours to enjoy.

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On December 28, 2013, my birthday, I joined in with the Friends of Rib Mountain State Park for a day-time snowshoe hike.   I love this park and the big hill that it gives a name to.  I’ve hiked its trails many times.   What a beautiful day it was.  The trees were frosted in a way that nature provides Rib Mountain with its own Christmas decorations.   It speaks to me.  It calls me to come out and help show off the beauty.   My D-80 is almost always in tow on these hikes.   I stop the camera down to ISO 100, use shutter priority and exposure compensation and hold on still since I was not carrying a tripod-pod or even a monopod.

Looking Towards the Valley

TFrom the southern side of Rib Mountain near the top.
From the southern side of Rib Mountain near the top.

The Quarry In Winter

Hello Winter

Cones forming on a tree that my aunt had given me about 15 years ago.

Cones forming on a tree that my aunt had given me about 15 years ago.

The Tree-0080 The Tree-0071I have a passion for the things I see and I have grown to love life in Wisconsin even though it means enduring cold.  The river here in Wausau is so much a part of life.   It offers lot of fascination at each season.  I even doubt  that Wausau could be Wausau without the river.

It shapes our lives from season to season.   Even in the stillness of winter, it is still flowing under the ice and snow churning and driving the turbines that make our electricity.

Christmas happens in winter.  It may also be the winter of our lives when all seems dismal and dark.  God comes to us with the Light of the World.  He comes to us as a baby born in a forgotten manger in a nondescript village in a far corner of the earth.

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Each year, I become more fascinated with Christmas.  Christmas is, after all a season of light.   The Light of the World was coming and the angel appears ready to proclaim it.  In Luke’s gospel angels appear right in the beginning.   To Zechariah, a temple priest, an angel appears in the Holy of Holies to tell him that he and his wife were going to have a son who will be the forerunner of the Savior.  To Mary, a poor young maiden in the small village of Nazareth, an angel tells her that she will give birth to the Savior of the World!   To shepherds,, an angel proclaims the virgin birth.

The Christmas Angel

Cones forming on a tree that my aunt had given me about 15 years ago.

Cones forming on a tree that my aunt had given me about 15 years ago.

Even at the onset of winter, there is the hope of new life.  The evergreen trees bear cones and each cone contains the spores that provide that new balsams, spruces, pines, cedars, and other conifers can start anew.

The trees remain green all year.  That is a refreshing sign against the stark reality of the cold whiteness  of winter.

This tree is from my backyard right here in Wausau, WI.

Nature's Ornaments

Winter in Black and White

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Autumn On the Ice Age Trail

This is what people see as they leave the parking lot.

This is what people see as they leave the parking lot.

This is what the Ice Age Trail  is all about.  This is the Plover River Segment just north  of Sportsman Drive in the Town of Plover near the eastern border of Marathon County.

This segment in Marathon County first opened in 2010.   The great scenery is made accessible by many volunteers in the Mobil Skills program of the Ice Age Trail Alliance.   I have been on this segment already in different seasons, but autumn produces these stunning colors as the trees ready themselves for winter.   It is the change of the season and the crispness in the air.    Nature is taking its course.

This is Wisconsin at its best.  Our weather is not boring here.  It changes with the seasons, and all nature responds to it.   Though definitely not as popular as the Dells Segment, the Plover River Segment has its own experience  with kames, kettles, eskers, and drumlins that make up the terminal moraine.

My hope is that you will enjoy these images and want to get out and explore the Ice Age Trail here in Wisconsin.   Come see our changing seasons.

There is more to see on CaptureWisconsin.com.

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Autumn in My Hometown

Autumn shows it's colors on 4th Avenue in Wausau, WI

Autumn shows it’s colors on 4th Avenue in Wausau, WI

 

The Paff Woods in Autumn

Paff Woods Paff WoodsThe Wisconsin River takes on brilliant colors along its banks each fall. The Wisconsin River takes on brilliant colors along its banks each fall.

 

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Living in the north country gives one a real sense of the seasons. Just by taking a walk down my street here in Wausau in either direction, there is a rich collection of maples, elms, and oaks with leaves of every color.   Add in the greens of evergreen trees and you have it all.

Looking across the river from almost any point in town, you can see the rich colors that the Wisconsin flows by on every day.   The Wisconsin River makes the character of every city and village that it passes through or by.  Wausau is nestled in a valley with hills that come alive with color each fall.   Some, like, Forest Park, almost touch the river.

If you enjoy these images  and wish to have one for your own, then journey over and pay a visit to my sales site, http://www.wildlightphotography.photoshelter.com.   Images can be printed on a wide variety of materials  from matte and lustr papers to canvass wraps to metalic.

They make great gifts and will make for any decor.

I will also license images to businesses and corporations for calendars, etc. too.

Black-Eyed Susans

Black-Eyed Susans often line the banks of Wisconsin's Rivers.

Black-Eyed Susans often line the banks of Wisconsin’s Rivers.

Not every image leaves a digital camera perfectly.  Sometimes you have to correct the image in Photoshop or, in my case, it’s Capture NX2.   To bring out the color, you often have to adjust brightness, etc.  Capture NX2  allows for this by letting the user adjust the histogram graph which I did.  I then adjusted the primary colors.

I wanted to bring out the water of the river in the background.  I then turned up the blue setting.  I also made adjustments to red and green as well.  The results are what you see.   The flowers were photographed using my 70-210mm f4.5-5.6 Nikkor Zoom.   And I lost a lens cap in the process…

On A Wing

A Turkey Vulture searches for carion in and around the quarry at Rib Mountain State Park

A Turkey Vulture searches for carion in and around the quarry at Rib Mountain State Park

 

I had looked at photographing these magnificent flyers as a change both for me  and the focus tracking system on my D-80.  To my amazement,   I was able to track these birds in flight with my 70-210 f4.5-5.6  Nikkor zoom pushed  out to the max with an ISO setting of 500.

Last time I did this, my end results were not so good.  But the focus points were lighting up in my viewfinder and the camera was picking the birds up.  What an amazing day!

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Let Us Brighten Our Spirits

The first flowers of spring.

The first flowers of spring.

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The first flowers of spring.

The first flowers of spring.

A Solitary Rose

The flowering crab apple blossoms come t\from the south side of Trinity Lutheran on Stewart.

The flowering crab apple blossoms come t\from the south side of Trinity Lutheran on Stewart.

Images of an Early Spring

A hike to the parks on Wausau's riverfront brings home some gems.

A hike to the parks on Wausau’s riverfront brings home some gems.

The first flowers of spring.

The first flowers of spring.

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Spring on the Wisconsin-1-2Spring on the Wisconsin-1-3I went around some of Wausau’s riverfront parks yesterday morning searching for images of spring.  Instead I saw the jewels that the river makes as it begins to open up in springtime.

Stopping a shutter down or increasing the speed for a greater depth of field makes the pictures stand out.  The color is there.   I just try and bring it out.     I also make adjustments in my post-processing too to create the maximum effect such as I did with the tulip.

Ressurrection

The Flower of Easter  is a symbol of hope in the promise  of life.

The Flower of Easter is a symbol of hope in the promise of life.

With all of my southern friends boasting about having their gardens already in bloom, I thought I could search for an image of an Easter Lily to show that there still is hope for spring here in Wausau,  WI.  It is hard for us to even think about Easter when we look outdoors and it still looks like winter.

The hope of Easter comes not in the change of seasons, for  we who live in the north country know that seasons do change.  In Wisconsin, we have a saying that, if you don’t like the weather, just be patient, it will change.   The hope of Easter is in the promise of life made full when the Son of God won victory over death.

 For as by a man came death, by a man has come also the resurrection of the dead. 22 For as in Adam all die, so also in Christ shall all be made alive.  1 Corinthians 15:21-22.

“Oh that my words were written!
Oh that they were inscribed in a book!
24 Oh that with an iron pen and lead
they were engraved in the rock forever!
25 For I know that my Redeemer lives,
and at the last he will stand upon the earth.[b]
26 And after my skin has been thus destroyed,
yet in[c] my flesh I shall see God,
27 whom I shall see for myself”

Job 19: 23-27a

 

The River

Water running over the rocks at the Dells of the Eau Claire County Park..

Water running over the rocks at the Dells of the Eau Claire County Park..

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Water pouring over the rocks at the Dells of the Eau Claire River.

Water pouring over the rocks at the Dells of the Eau Claire River.

Rivers are wild living things always flowing, always meandering,  working their way down hill.     These pictures remind me of springtime when the forces of nature awaken from a long wintry sleep.

These rocks are part of the gorge  created  by the Eau Claire River in eastern Marathon County, WI.  A fine stop on the Ice Age Trail.

The Wisconsin River itself flows through the heart of the City of Wausau on its own journey to the Mississippi and to the Gulf of Mexico.  The Wisconsin is a part of life here in Wausau.  On it’s east channel near downtown paddlers challenge the rapids and play holes of the racecourse at Whitewater Park, while, over on the west channel, anglers work to land walleyes.   Each in their own way see the river as  a natural resource to be shared by all people..

Ice Age Trail In Winter

This is the trail going north from Popular Lane.

This is the trail going north from Popular Lane.

Even in Black and White, the trail looks good.

Even in Black and White, the trail looks good.

Looking Towards My Favorite Erratic Rock

Looking Towards My Favorite Erratic Rock

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On January 26, 2013, I ventured out to the Plover River segment of the Ice Age Trail near Aniwa, WI.   It was an awe-inspiring experience  just to be out there.  It was so peaceful to get away from the hubbub  of life in Wausau and experience this.

I love breaking a trail through new fallen snow in the quiet stillness of winter.  The peace is there.  It is my hope that you feel just as moved by these images as I was when took them.   It was a great day just to put on my snowshoes and take a walk through the woodlands of eastern Marathon County.   We are really blessed in living here with so much so near and four seasons to boot.

I will be out on the trail somewhere this weekend.

The rock seen here was one that I encountered while working with Will Sanford on a clean-up crew from the Marathon County Chapter back in 1996 on the Ringle segment near the landfill just north of the Mountain- Bay State Trail.   We laughed at it because it was right in the way of the trail.

It is an erratic moved into position by the last Ice age glacier.  As such, we were not even going to try to remove it.   It is a part of the trail in Marathon County.

The Snow Fence

SnowIt is amazing how common ordinary objects can make one think about how they look.

The snow fence is one of those ordinary objects where form follows function.    It has a pattern all of its own.  Digital photography allows one to shoot in color, but think in black and white.

Winter Along The Wisconsin River in Wausau

These are rocks that make up the Kayak course at White Water Park in Wausau.

These are rocks that make up the Kayak course at White Water Park in Wausau.

Snow adds to the beauty in Riverside Park.

Snow adds to the beauty in Riverside Park.

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The natural beauty of the Wisconsin River never takes a vacation in Winter.   In these scenes  water continues to flow past snow-covered rocks in the channel past Whitewater Park where water still ripples, splashes and falls even in the cold dark nights and sunlit days of winter.

On the other side at Riverside Park, one can hear the crack of ice as the water continues to flow underneath.   The river is never silent even in winter.

Through the White Pines of MarathonPark in Winter

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A wintry walk amidst the White Pines o

A wintry walk amidst the White Pines of Marathon Park.

Gone is is the excitement of carnivals and the bustle of animals in people in the fairgrounds.  The cold silence remains.  The time is there to focus on the towering majesty of these living remnants of Wisconsin’s past in the “pinery”.

These are the giants that once dominated our forests with their towering beauty.  These giants are decorated for the season with fluffy white snow.  They are the silent watchtowers guarding Wausau’s western entrance.   They continue to shelter birds and other wildlife.  Nature decorates these trees for Christmas in her own way.

Christmas Home Alone Again

For the second year I put up a tree alone.

For the second year I put up a tree alone.

I love to play with my camera around a Christmas Tree.

I love to play with my camera around a Christmas Tree.

A year ago, I had my doubts as to whether or not I would put up a real Christmas Tree.   It is a challenge when you live alone and no extended  family really visits this house anymore.   Who would see it?

This house is awash with memories of friends and family that last more than a century.  It as seen over a 100 Christmases.  It has seen the laughter and the tears that come with life.   It has seen the solemn joy of many weddings, baptism, confirmations, and greeted each life’s passing with remembrance.

Christmas continues to bring the joy of peace on earth, goodwill among men even in times when that seems so far from reality.   Christmas brings the hope for all mankind for real peace.  It came quietly 2000 years ago in an obscure small village in one of the far-flung quarters of the Roman Empire.   It came with the birth of a baby in a manger who would grow up to take on the sins of this whole world.

For me there is an interplay between light and its reflection in the ornaments.

Christmas is after all a season of light.  It’s reason to celebrate is simply that 2000 years ago, the Light of the World was born.

The people who walked in darkness have seen a great light; those who dwelt in a land of deep darkness, on them has light shone.
Isaiah 9:1-3

Autumn’s Change

This is from just along the river at Rothschild.

Even though the colors have changed and the trees have all dropped their cover, I somehow thought there was something worth catching in this image from my own backyard.   So, with my D-80 and a 60 mm Micro-Nikkor with a star filter attached, I set out to see what there is to be seen.

Frost on bee balm flowers in the diffused light of morning.

Autumn Along the Wisconsin River in Wausau

I like to take long walks in town just as much as I like to hike wooded trails out in the country.   A walk along Wausau’s riverfront this morning yielded these gems.   Most were taken with a Nikkor 20 mm lens on my D-80.   I walk these trails quite often and it is nice to have peace in a city full of hubbub.

Color is not always high in the air.

The aspens on Barker-Stewart Island glow in late autumn.

The yellow leaves of a maple tree glow as the river calmly passes by.

And The Trails In Wausau Grow

The Wisconsin River from the west bank north of Bridge Street in Wausau.

Northern end of the Rivers Edge Walkway on the west side.

Wausau is continuing to expand my favorite walkway in the city.

While these photos were taken from the newest stretch of the River Edge Walkway on the west side, the city has acquired a 16 acre parcel on the east side to connect two existing sections of trail there. http://www.wausaudailyherald.com/article/20121006/WDH01/310060147/-1/7daysarchives/Wausau-river-trail-expand-again

For the meantime, you can sample some of the fall scenery in my images here.   Many of my best images are available for sale at http://wildlightphotography.photoshelter.com/ and others are also seen on Capture Wisconsin http://www.capturewisconsin.com/photos where prints are also available.

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Spiritual Solitudes

If anyone would have guessed that a central theme to this blog might be in the spiritual solitudes, they would be right.

They surround us all.  Sometimes these places are there right in front of our eyes, and sometimes we have to seek them out.

One such place in my life has been Trinity Lutheran Church in Wausau, WI.   I have been a part of this congregation since I was baptized in January of 1958.   This sanctuary became a quiet place of retreat on September 11, 2001 when a group of sadly miss-lead men caused the death of 3,000 souls.   The congregation would not hold a service until later on that week, yet I came here that night for the peace that passes all understanding.

Even when the sanctuary is vacant, it is still a place to come and worship in peace the awesome God who created it all.  

Pastor Gary Schultz delivers a sermon from the pulpit at Trinity Lutheran on Stewart in Wausau, WI.

We all need the silence to appreciate God in our lives.   In that still small voice, he speaks to us through the turmoil of our lives.  In Jesus, he became the good shepherd who came to seek and to save that which was lost.

You are all welcome to check out my place of spiritual solitude.  Check it out at trinityonstewart.org/.  If you are in the Wausau area next week, please check out the schedule for Holy Week.   Come and see what He did for you!

The Quarry

It even looks good in black and white.

 

 Some of the great places that make for powerful landscape imagery are never really too far from where we live.  A few years back, with the help of the Knowles-Nelson Stewardship fund, the Wisconsin Department of Natural Resources was able to make another great addition to Rib Mountain State Park.  Years ago, 3M mined quartzite from Rib Mountain before developing a much larger quarry north of Wausau in the Town of Maine.

When the Wisconsin DNR purchased the old quarry on Rib Mountain, The Friends of Rib Mountain State Park immediately went to task to develop new hiking trails  to add to the existing 4 miles of trail already in the park.

In doing so, they also added history as one of the new trails passes through the site of the Knopf family homestead where Rib Mountain”s first settlers lived.  There is also the remains of an old dynamite shack where explosives for blasting out huge seams of quartzite were stored.

The trails have become immensely popular for park visitors.   The Turkey Vulture Trail provides an alternative access route for hikers to the park, and yes, if you look up, you will see these vultures circling near the southern rim of the quarry looking for carrion to provide them with food.  On one of my hikes, I had a turkey vulture pass over me by just ten feet.

With the influence of men like Ansel Adams or Galen Rowell in me, I could not resist dragging a camera to capture these views.  The quarry is man-made and small compared to Yosemite  or other far flung  places, but it is still much worth the hike.   The quarry takes on a different look with each passing season.   The rocks reflect different hues and the water levels in the basin change with each season.   3M’s mining trucks no longer rumble up and down the haul road which remains as part of the Turkey Vulture Trail.   The rocks now sit in silent witness to changing seasons.

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A River Runs Though It

From Lac View Dessert on the Wisconsin – Michigan border to its meeting with the mighty Mississippi at Prairie du Chen, the Wisconsin River is always flowing.   The Wisconsin is a living thing that man has merely harnessed but never contained.   As it flows through Rhinelander, Tomahawk, Merrill, Wausau, and Mosinee, it brings to each community a sense of character and purpose.

The river shapes the way people live in each community.   It makes Stevens Point special with its riverfront festivals.   It draws international class paddlers to canoe and kayak competitions in Wausau.   Loggers once used it to transport lumber to sawmills.   Today the waters of the river flow through countless turbines  to make the electricity that powers this man’s computer.

It is constantly flowing, constantly moving, like the stream of time since the dawn of creation.   It brings wildlife into the cities, and along with it, the thrill of the spring walleye run.   If you live along a river like the Wisconsin, it is a part of your life.

Enter My Lightroom!

The Quarry in Black and White.

Uncle Harry's Lamp-7

Carriage pull competition at the Draft Horse Invitational in the 2011 Wisconsin Valley Fair

Adobe is known as the premier producer of imaging software.   CS and Photoshop are their best known brands of photo editing software.   Add to that the Lightroom series and they have cornered the market.

I once took in Photoshop 7 on a trial basis.   It opened up like a Hollywood production with all the names of the software developers who worked to put it all together.   It works in layers (for those of you who remember film) each color is in a layer and how you expose it or under expose it affects the outcome.   I loved the software.  I just could not afford it.

Lightroom  is a different kind of imaging software.  Because it has its own separate folder, it has separate storage for the images that were worked on with it.  It does not exactly replace a regular editor software, but it can enhance the images and, if wisely used, improve workflow.

I am just beginning to learn how to use it.  Watch this blog and see what I learned.

I am learning a lot in Lightroom.   I will be able to add on Color Efex 4 to the software.  That is something I could not do with just Capture NX2 which is no longer in production.

All Things Bright and Beautiful

Lupines do add their color.

A long time ago, when my father gave up on roses, he set up the perennial bed in that spot in the garden.   It is an amazing chorus of color that comes alive each spring with each species blooming in sequence as if there was one conductor orchestrating the whole thing.

The lupines with their spikes of color are just part of that sequence.    I now work hard to keep the flowers blooming, keep the weeds in check, and to keep this space as a garden of peace and solitude.    The Lord God does the rest, and the result is magnificent.

 “And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life?[g] 28 And why are you anxious about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin, 29 yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.”

Matthew 6:27

Apple Blossom Time

The flowering crab apple blossoms come t\from the south side of Trinity Lutheran on Stewart.

Spring time means many things to me.  It means the warmer weather that is just around the corner.  It triggers memories of the happy times of the past when the snow was gone and kids could look forward to summer and the freedom that comes with it.

 

Springtime means growth and rebirth.   The celebration of the Resurrection of our Lord comes in spring with renewed hope.

My neighbors had an apple tree growing in their yard that blossomed just in time for the backyard picnics and for Confirmation Day.   The perfect backdrop for the family gathering.

That tree is gone now.   I sort of replaced it  with an evergreen.  A balsam at that.  That tree is a living gift from a now sainted aunt of mine.

These blossoms are from a tree growing on the south side of a place of worship and a place where I like to be gathered with my family to worship the Creator, Redeemer, and Holy Spirit.

Springtime.

I have what some might call a multicolored flower garden in my back yard.   This was a lasting gift from my Mom & Dad to this place.  What had previously been a rose garden is now a patchwork of many colors, hues, and shapes.   It is a genuine tease for my eyes, and for anyone who visits this place.   Right now, if you came to visit me at my house, the back yard is the first place I will take you too.

It is almost automatic in which these flowers and bushes come alive each spring.  The yard is small and is dominated by both the garden and two now towering balsams which provide for plenty of shade and shelter from the morning sun.     It is so natural and requires little work other than an occasional weeding to take out any undesirables.   This was something that my dad had planned for back in the late 1970s.     The Roses were nice, but they are more subject to freezing and thawing  than other perennials.

Some perennials generate from their own seeds. Others come from their roots.   Its all natural.   Yet while my earthly father planted the original seeds, etc, my Heavenly Father continues to make things come back each year.

 

Bridge Over Big Sandy Creek

A Bridge Over Tranqil Water

Sometimes taking a camera along on a bike ride can bring in images like this.

On many of my bike rides, I often get absorbed into the scenery.  This gives me time to meditate, to pray a little, and basically praise my Creator for even the smallest things.

There is a hymn verse that comes to my mind.  “Where streams of  living waters flow, my ransomed soul He leadeth.   And where the verdant pastures grow, with food celestial feedeth.”  The King of Love My Shepherd Is  v2

Sometimes the best parks are the smallest.  This was taken from the banks of Big Sandy Creek just off of County Highway J in eastern Marathon County about 5 miles east of Wausau, WI.   This is a wayside park off of County Highway J  just south of Sunset Corners.   We need tiny little places in our lives to deal with all of the hubbub.   I look for these places.  These are the little gems in the State of Wisconsin.

Rib Mountain In Spring

Runoff from the ski slopes creates streams on Rib Mountain

Earlier in springtime the tranquil beauty of Rib Mountain is interrupted by the gentle roar of small streams like this one flowing down the hill side.   This is nature at its finest waking up to the spring time.

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Springtime

Sometimes the early spring brings up strange shapes.   Being fortunate to live in a city that is divided by a major river, I can see things that are naturally unique.   You can see what you want to see in this image.   You can either see a mass of roots or two whitetail bucks in rut fighting for the right to mate. Or you could see a crown of thorns symbolizing the suffering and death of Jesus Christ. Form follows function and function follows form at the same time.

Black and white images require the photographer to think in terms of tones and shapes rather than color. The water may be brown or reflective blue.  It does not matter.  The gnarled root structure makes the image.

Who Says Winter is Bad?

I was originally going to hike the newest segment of the Ice Age Trail near Aniawa on the day that I took this.  I realized that a Dodge Avenger wasn’t an SUV and I could not push a button and have it instantly turn into a Caliber or much less a Durango.  I could not make it into the snow-bound lots of the Plover River State Fishery.  So I made my way west on Sportsman Drive to find a more civilized place to park after having a friendly guy with a pick-up pull me out and nearly getting stuck again while trying to park on the road.

While driving westward on Sportsman, I was surprised at this cut-through.  I was still in the hummocky land of the Ice Age Trail full of kettles and moraines.  Yes, this is the terminal moraine that covers much of northern and eastern Wisconsin and even as far south as Baraboo where the hills meet the coulee region of Wisconsin’s southwest.

The crispness of the air in Winter makes for great outdoor photography anywhere in Wisconsin.   Cobalt blue skies combined with evergreens and the whiteness of snow add to the color that makes winter what it is up here.   It is fresh and pure.

Yes, some people complain about it and long for the warmer seasons to come, but I am not one of those.   If anything I complain about all the seasons being too short.   That is just because I want to enjoy all of them.   I tell people that, if winter gets them down, then the right thing to to is just get out and enjoy it.

Even in winter there is warmth.   When the sun shines on snow, it reflects back upward.   I feel the warmth on my face.  I feel it on my back through my winter jackets and all my layers.   Its there.  Oh what a wonderful feeling!

 

To Celebrate The Birthday of The King

After the snow that gave us in Wausau a white Christmas, I decided to quick capture the snow on my two balsams before it blew off.

Every year I set up a Christmas Tree,  I am fascinated by the lights and the color of it all.  I like to cut out all other lamps and just let the light of the tree shine forth.   The angel in this photo is so bright, it reminds me of what the shepherds saw near Bethlehem that night.   The poinsettias bloom in a regal red reminding me that the humble child born on the cow stable was indeed  the promised messiah.  He is the wonderful counselor, the mighty God, and the King of Kings.

The craft of photography should enable a person to show others what they are missing.    Our years are filled with times and season.   Each has their own color, shape, and form.  Christmas is a real definite part of that.  The ornaments on the tree often show the story reflecting the lights which resemble the stars on a clear wintery night.  We celebrate the birth of a child who was the savior of the world.   He came to us in humility and now reigns in glory.

The newest tree in this collection of photos is the one that I just put up this year.  After the death of my mother, I was reluctant to set one up anywhere let alone a live tree.   I bought this tree a week ago on Friday then debated about where to set it up.  Finally, after some encouragement from my sister, I chose to set it up in the downstairs parlor or living room where my Grandmother always had hers.

The lights closest to the the top are LED bulbs.  Though as small as their incandescent  cousins, they are much brighter.    Generations of people from my family have lived in this house at the foot of the Reservoir Hill on Wausau’s West-side.  They all celebrated the holidays here and Christmas was a big part of that.

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