More fun with old photos

Since its dreary and dark outside, it seems a great time for me to go back through old photos. Most of my posts this month have been older shots. This one is no exception.

Again, this is from the train ride I took to Portland. This was as we came into the gorge and saw windmills lining the ridge. Unlike the other train photo, I didn't turn this one sepia. The colors are as they were during that December sunrise.

I took this photo while hiking in spring 2008 in the North Fork Umatilla Wilderness in the Umatilla National Forest. I think it was on the Ninemile Ridge trail.

Though it's not summer or even spring yet, all the warm temperatures and mild winter weather has me thinking of outdoor activities.

Train ride

This photo's from a train ride I took to Portland a few months ago. The tint of the glass and blur from the movement made me think of an old-time photo, so I turned the colors to sepia to add to the effect.

Misty morning

I was driving back from Helix this morning and had to stop to take a photo. It had been a pretty grey, wet morning, but around 10:30 the sun came out and warmed everything up — including the ground. The heat made the moisture steam right out of the ground. Add to the eerie mist the green of stubble, and it almost looked like Ireland or Scotland! In the background, you can just see the Blue Mountains covered in snow.

Dodgeball

I got to cover the Pendleton city dodgeball tournament this weekend. As you'd imagine, it was fun. I did struggle a bit with my camera. Either I had bright photos on the "automatic" setting, and everything was blurry, or I had sharp photos on my "sports" setting and things were dark. But I managed to get a few that worked. Above, I tried to use the blur to my advantage, showing everyone rushing for the center line of dodgeballs at the beginning of a game. I guess it didn't work too well because I submitted a similar photo for the paper and the editor said, "gee, it looks a bit blurry."

Here was a shot I liked of the Portland team's tactic. They'd all get a ball, then barrage it at a single player on the opposing team. The guy in red in the foreground, I think, was the target in this case. But I liked how all three of them were on one leg, leaning forward, having just released a yellow ball like a firing squad.

Sunset street

It's been another few weeks without many photo opportunities. So I delved into some older photos. This one's from last fall, when leaving Weston the sunset lit up parts of Main Street. If it wasn't for the power line in the foreground, this photo could have been taken 100 years ago, but in black and white, of course.

Brew time

My boyfriend has taken on a new hobby: brewing beer. He's working on his first batch and Monday he was very excited for "bottling day." The beer's not done yet, half will continue to brew in the bottle, the other half in the carboy.

To the left he's siphoning the beer into the bottles.

Below, he arranged the bottles inside the pot he used a few weeks ago to start the brew.