Weight of Darkening Skies
A study in Snapshot, my new favorite beer from New Belgium.
Sure, the beer is great — a sour wheat beer that tickles my taste buds in all the right ways. But also, just look at that label. How can a photographer not enjoy the Instamatic and bright orange tones?
The top shot is from a 28mm lens — my favorite of the bunch. Next is a shot with an 85mm, and the final photo is with the 22mm EF-M. Not much difference in the 28mm and 22mm focal lengths, but look at that 85mm shot. The background just melts away. And the perspective totally flattens out.
But it doesn’t flatten out the taste (see what I did there?).
Beer + photography. Doesn’t get much better than that.
Roadside Wild Flowers - Yellow
I take on projects, like old guys who collect model trains, or local abandoned theme parks, or mottled light in dark woods, when a brainstorm strikes. And I use my blog to share my work, not others’ (mostly).
Great to be a part of the Lensblr network. Finding such great photography through their members section.
The little town where the Chi-Cheemaun ferry departs is off the south coast of Manitoulin Island. It’s a lovely little lake-side community.
The clouds were starting to part as we were leaving. It made for a chilly walk, with the wind coming off Lake Huron, but the limestone shore was fun to explore.
There was a group of kids taking a boat from the right-hand (western) shore out to the little island on the upper left. Imagine that: just loading into the fishing boat and sailing around your backyard.
Life Saver - Chi-Cheemaun Ferry, Tobermory, Ontario
Hoping to Find Something More
Yuengling - Traditional Lager
I had a co-worker that was Pennsylvania, and she told me about this goofy-sounding beer from her home state that I just had to try. On her next visit home, she told me, she’s bring me a six pack.
And so was born my obsession with Yuengling.
I hear-tell it’s coming to Michigan (but I’ve been hearing that for years now). Previously, it was only available on the east coast. Then it moved to Ohio. And now maybe, someday, possibly my home state.
It’s good. Not great, but a good all-around beer. Part of me feels like the fact that you can’t get it in Michigan makes it taste better — like that lost love you could never get (except on trips to Toledo).