Since 2009, the retirement home of Shot On Site Photography... the source of the finest sighthound performance images in the world. As of August 1, 2022, the blog will become much more photo-centric. Not only will I post images from the homestead in the foothills of the Little Florida Mountains, and surrounding environs, but also tips about shooting, editing, archiving, software, hardware and more. The political rants will become few and far between (but not eliminated! It is 2022 after all!)
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Best Little Wh.. Bath House in Texas.
One of the reasons we like to park at our friend, Sherita's place is this awesome shower. It's not a stall... nosireebob! This... room.. replaced a common stall. Walk in, sit... or stand... and let the two shower heads drench you.
OK, maybe it's not the coolest shower in Texas, but I'll bet it's the coolest in Coleman County, because Sherita did all of the construction herself. And not just the shower, but the whole damn bathroom!
See, not only does Sherita breed Borzois that kick ass in just about any kind of running competition you can enter a hound in, but she's also an independent contractor, who can be found up on somebody's roof one day, and under a house in a, uh "world of shit" as it were, the next.
She writes about her home repair and construction adventures in her blog, which I've had on my blog list for quite some time. It's mostly to write up her dogs, but I get the most entertainment from the stories like the one linked above, and her observations on the human carnival.
Sherita's hospitality has been appreciated by us gypsies for a couple of years now. I mean, how do you thanks someone who's generosity extends so far as to install a 30 amp outlet on her house for us to plug in to?
I guess this is a start. :o)
Answer: "Holy Crap!!!"
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
These Kinds of Tragedies Hit Us Right Where We Live.
Survivors Of Gas Station Explosion Mourn Tragic Loss Of Gasoline
It's bad enough the price per gallon is on the rise again without these senseless losses......... :o)
Monday, January 12, 2009
Air Show.
There were birds of prey aplenty, and they made the most of their photo ops, by flying directly overhead several times a day.
Of course, there will always be Red Tailed Hawks...
...and this was one of a pair that were doing quite the aerial ballet most of the weekend. I think they may be up to something.
As I was shooting the second runs of the day, I heard a commotion in the thicket next to where I was sitting. I glanced over in time to see all the small birds diving into the brush. I knew immediately what I was going to see overhead...
...this Sharp-shinned Hawk, on the prowl for lunch.Finally, there was this large fellow; a Red Shouldered Hawk. My Peterson Guide says the red on the shoulders is not always visible from below, but it shows up just fine here. But just in case it didn't, there is the "window" at the base of the primary feathers to confirm the identification, which shows up plainly here as well.
Wednesday, January 07, 2009
On the Road Again.
That's us. And just in time, too. With all the rain of the past couple of days we were turning mildewy. We've been parked too long in high humidity and precipitation, and are longing for the land of single-digit dew points.
So today, we bid farewell to 2008 and hit the road for the first time in '09, and are heading for Texas, and then (oh yeah) New Mexico.
But first! We needed to stop off in Acworth, GA and get the new rear window graphic installed. It was past time to get the old one off..
...The dark parts were turning white, and the whole thing was dried out and brittle. Besides, few people knew what the hell they were looking at. When they finally figured out the jackrabbit, they missed the dog completely, which gave Buffy an inferiority complex.
With Margaret's new design, the ambiguity is right out the window, (no pun intended). It's right in your face..
Almost like a Greyound Bus, huh?
Thanks to a quick install by Les and his employees, we were on the road (again) in no time, beat the Atlanta rush hour, and got 2/3 of the way across Alabama before stopping for the evening.