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Artist With a Chainsaw

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I was driving on Old Main Road in Conneaut, Ohio, when I happened upon this man standing on a platform using a chainsaw to make a carving of a large tree.

A couple, who I presumed were the homeowners, were in the yard watching the artist at work carving an ancient looking mariner at the wheel of his vessel.

There were no limbs lying around so the top of the tree must have been removed days or weeks earlier.

Naturally, I had to stop and make some photographs. Let those wood chips fly.

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Written by csanders429

September 12, 2017 at 8:06 am

X Marks the Spot

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Some effect are just happenstance in photographs. Such was the case with this image that I made of a couple paddling their kayaks on the Vermilion River. I just happened to catch them as both had their paddles in position to form the letter X.

There’s an adage of “I’d rather be lucky than good” that I’ve never quite accepted, but in the case of this image it seems rather apt.

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September 2, 2017 at 9:40 am

We’re Getting Married on the Beach

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They say that nothing is certain in life except death and taxes. Add to that list paperwork. I was on a beach on Lake Michigan near Holland looking to photograph a lighthouse there when I ran across this wedding party.

The vows have been exchanged and the guests are milling around. But before the couple can continue on with their new life together they must sign some paperwork.

Waiting for Godot? No, Waiting for a Bus

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Waiting for Godot is a play that you might expect literature or drama majors on a college campus to be familiar with.

The Samuel Beckett play is about two characters waiting for someone named Godot who never shows up. Unlike the characters of Vladimir and Estragon, though, these two students at Indiana University are waiting for something more mundane.

They are waiting for a bus to come on East Seventh Street in Bloomington. They are reposing along the stone wall that borders Dunn Meadow, a popular campus gathering spot.

Unlike the characters in the play, the bus is likely to show up — eventually.

Yeah, It’s Big All Right

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This pint-sized visitor to the Southern Arizona Transportation Museum in Tucson is trying her hand at operating a diesel locomotive.

Union Pacific Railroad donated to the museum this locomotive control stand. Of course such things were designed to be operated by adults. But regardless of your age, you can only pretend to be in control of a train going down the tracks.

In the top photograph this little engineer in training has her left hand on the throttle and her right hand on the knob that controls the front headlights. In the bottom photograph, she has both hands on the throttle. All Aboard!

The Girls on the Train

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I was making photographs of a Cuyahoga Valley Scenic Railroad train at the Akron station. A couple of women aboard the train noticed me and began waving. So I caught their reaction. I don’t know who they are, but it was one of those spontaneous moments in which you need to be ready to react if you’re going to capture the moment.

After getting a couple images, I gave them a thumbs up and they gave me the same gesture in return. The train them departed and the two women would enjoy a brunch in a dining car as they train passed through the Cuyahoga Valley National Park.

Nice Day to Go for a Hike

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It was a sunny Sunday morning and I was standing along Riverview Road in the Cuyahoga Valley National Park.

Along came a group of what I believe were ROTC cadets from Kent State University. They were going for a hike along the shoulder of the road, but jogging is a better description for this exercise in getting exercise.

Despite the snow on the ground, it was not overly cold, which you can probably tell by the fact that the women in the group were wearing tee shirts with their fatigues.