Week 25
Under the Stars
June 22
My family has a cabin in the mountains of Virginia. As a kid, I grew up spending time each year at this cabin, and I have some great memories that come from it. One of my favorite memories, or collection of memories as it were, was of climbing the "steep way" out of our little hollow and up into a meadow that occasionally held my grandfather's cornfield. We would hike up there after the sun had set and lay in the grass looking up at the stars. Stars, mind you that many people that don't grow up in the country don't get the privilege of seeing. So many stars you found it hard to believe you were looking at the same sky that existed over our suburban Virginia home and the light pollution that comes along with living amongst all those homes, buildings, and streetlights.
I don't get back to the cabin nearly as often as I'd like, but I do like to get out and under the stars when I can. The image above is from a recent backpacking trip into Henry Coe State Park, one of the largest in CA, and a great place to retreat. You are looking at my tent, nestled in amongst a rock outcropping, happily watching the stars move across the night sky. It's places like this, away from the lights of the city that I get to glimpse again the magnificent fields of stars that I used to love as a kid... and turns out, still do.
Image taken with Canon 60D, 18-135 lens, 237 sec, @f8, ISO 100
My family has a cabin in the mountains of Virginia. As a kid, I grew up spending time each year at this cabin, and I have some great memories that come from it. One of my favorite memories, or collection of memories as it were, was of climbing the "steep way" out of our little hollow and up into a meadow that occasionally held my grandfather's cornfield. We would hike up there after the sun had set and lay in the grass looking up at the stars. Stars, mind you that many people that don't grow up in the country don't get the privilege of seeing. So many stars you found it hard to believe you were looking at the same sky that existed over our suburban Virginia home and the light pollution that comes along with living amongst all those homes, buildings, and streetlights.
I don't get back to the cabin nearly as often as I'd like, but I do like to get out and under the stars when I can. The image above is from a recent backpacking trip into Henry Coe State Park, one of the largest in CA, and a great place to retreat. You are looking at my tent, nestled in amongst a rock outcropping, happily watching the stars move across the night sky. It's places like this, away from the lights of the city that I get to glimpse again the magnificent fields of stars that I used to love as a kid... and turns out, still do.
Image taken with Canon 60D, 18-135 lens, 237 sec, @f8, ISO 100
Hi Daniel,
ReplyDeleteIt was great meeting you yesterday through Amanda. Great blog and website. Love it that you can't only shoot but also write so well. Your passion for photography certainly comes through.
Greetz,
Veerle.