On Thursday, our last day, we didn't see any other visitors at MVNWR. It was in the twenties and again I was limited by my fingers freezing. Other than a sunrise with fewer clouds, my photos were much the same as the day before. I learned how to use my phone camera as a simple light meter.
Thanks for the challenge. I duplicated the chain hangar element, used Lorie Davison's stitches and Rachel's black stamp to show off Natali's paper mask. And finished with some Anna paper and her wordart.
As I captured the moment with icy numbed fingers, I thought there was so much to see for that very short window of time, probably no two people would see the same thing. Then you saw my photos and said you never saw cranes in the field. You focused on the ones in the water.
We turned onto the road heading east just as the sun popped up, so it was in our eyes for eleven miles returning from the refuge. At a stop sign, I took a few photos of the golden hour, and liked the grain silos for my story about the corn fairies although I think the farm raises barley.
Get out of bed and just go. You're surprised every time. A full moon, tall reeds, more people. At the south end of the refuge, not many birds and not long before fingers were too cold. Leaving the refuge, cars parked where people were taking photos of the sunrise. It was so worth it.
With two travel O2 tanks each working for two hours of our 5 hour trip, it was a pretty rough day when the concentrator wasn't at our hotel when we got there. So five hours without it. But in the end I was doing OK again and just blown away when one of my lights changed to blue.
Thanks to everyone for the wonderful inspiration.
Porto by mcurtt
I loved the fish as soon as I saw them, although I don't think there are any fish in these waters. I loved the colors, too.
On Monday at MVNWR I took four photos with my RX10 then changed over to my phone. The oxygen tank greatly complicated everything, and all I wanted to do was get photos. The birds took off very early, maybe because there were a dozen cars instead of just us like on other trips.
March 1st was also my first day with an oxygen concentrator. It was a welcome change, but odd, too, in so many ways. I'd known about the home delivery people for a long time, but it was so different when they had their truck in front of our house and I got hooked to the tubing.
Getting caught at the red light wasn't too bad except when we timed our morning trip to see the sunrise a bit too closely. They worked in freezing weather and snow to make improvements because there is so much traffic in warmer months, and entrance lines for RMNP were too long.
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