I'm not sure how I ended up here. This was "Show me the face of god" exercise after all. I headed for the river and the lily pads and reeds were all well and fine, but the darkness under the bridge is where I needed to explore. Of course, there was a ton of graffitti painted here and grit and grime and dried mud. Not Rhinelander's best side. The old Huffy mountain bike was just odd-no spokes (maybe rusted off years ago?) and dragged up on the shore like some dead animal skeleton. I needed to make a couple pictures here and they had to be black and white. Tricky white balance-so dark under here, but the bright sunlight doing it's best to break in from the sides.
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| Underworld |
I'd hoped to find something...anything to make pictures of today-I mean, the sun was finally out after 3 days of constant rain, ...
"Only a mountain has lived long enough to listen objectively to the howl of a wolf." -Aldo Leopold I think Leopold's...
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