We can’t all be heroes, some of us get to stand on the curb and clap as they go by — Will Rogers
I’ve had the privilege and honor of witnessing two of these flights now. For those unfamiliar with what they are, honor flights are bringing World War II veterans to Washington, DC — at no cost to the veterans themselves — to visit the National World War II Memorial that was built in their honor. You can read more about the honor flights here and here. Continue Reading →
Okay… I don’t know how many people are sitting in front of their computers today, but my shoulder has healed enough to finally begin getting back into the rhythm of things, and I thought a quiz might be fun. So without further ado, what and where? Here are your clues:
- This is a crop of about one-quarter of the image; if I showed you the entire photograph, it would cease to be a quiz.
- I’ve blown out the highlights on purpose, for the same reason.
- It’s not in a museum, in DC, or at Point Lookout.
- It’s not in Idaho, Colorado, Montana, or Wyoming.
- This scene looks fairly ordinary, but it’s not.
That’s it! The rest of the clues will occur in the comment section below. Have fun!
UPDATE: It is one of the many Honor Flights that have been flying into National Airport for the past several years. Details and a short video will post tomorrow morning.
I haven’t done one of these in a while, but people ask me questions about my post-processing techniques all the time — so here you go.
Above is the image I started out with for my recent post “The Storm Man Cometh“. As you can see, in this state it’s nothing to write home about; the colors are muddy, the framing is humdrum, overall the image is too dark, there’s no shadow detail, everything is pretty much blah, etc…
Except for the layered lighting from the approaching storm. And that’s what this image is all about.
Alas — that was where the Carolina wrens were raising chicks. I arrived too late to save them.