tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post6147051909435711899..comments2024-01-03T09:00:35.413+00:00Comments on Adrian's Images: YOU GET WHAT I GET. (16/02/14)ADRIANhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07113961163396562781noreply@blogger.comBlogger43125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post-37280480095217649902014-02-19T09:04:13.605+00:002014-02-19T09:04:13.605+00:00What you say speaks directly to a struggle I have ...What you say speaks directly to a struggle I have had since my child was born (or really, long beforehand) - my mother was definitely not the coddling type, though she was certainly not abusive either. I've always been softhearted, which she has often confused with being softheaded - or maybe she was not confused at all. It is a struggle, and I always go back to Orwell - in so many ways, he despised violence, yet he fought in wars when he thought it necessary. The wars that my countrymen have fought in my lifetime have felt so like wars of choice rather than necessity that it is difficult for me to imagine how it must have felt to take up arms against a true existential threat. Of course, I am just a parent - but you hit on something that I think about every day: what is care and what is coddling? It is difficult sometimes to know the difference - but I agree with you completely about children and animals: without freedom, we have nothing. Still, whenever my little girl is attempting to climb something she has not climbed before, my impulse is to snatch her away and put her back in her crib - I only hope I can tame that impulse sometime before she hits puberty!Oliverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00137523010954119973noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post-76307125668859827172014-02-18T14:25:04.260+00:002014-02-18T14:25:04.260+00:00Nathaniel, it is both rewarding and a pain in the ...Nathaniel, it is both rewarding and a pain in the arse rearing children or animals. They have to have freedom to find their own way.<br />It can end in heartbreak and disaster but I think back to my father. He was fighting a war at just nineteen years old.<br />You mustn't coddle them.ADRIANhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07113961163396562781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post-15490313892540867402014-02-18T08:00:56.293+00:002014-02-18T08:00:56.293+00:00Adrian, I am glad that you don't let the obvio...Adrian, I am glad that you don't let the obvious chaos just outside of the frame infest the wonder in your pictures, but I am equally glad that you are so willing to share that chaos with us. Whenever I have witnessed a parent such as the one you described talking to his/her children in a manner that I have felt was disrespectful (for I have always been of the somewhat unpopular opinion that respect for one's elders should be a two-way street, and both ways should be earned rather than forced) I have been at a loss for words. Fortunately, my fiancee has been there in the past couple of years to supply the words for me. Even more fortunately, we have police in our country who are relatively quick to come to the scene of the most egregious abuses, or else I would have been forced into a physical altercation with someone for whom violence has always been a first resort rather than a last. In other (and shorter, and probably better) words: I'm glad I haven't yet had to defend myself against a child abuser, but I'm even more glad that my fiancee hates violence against children so vehemently that she is willing to risk her own safety in order to end it.<br /><br />On a much, much lighter note: great shots as always. I have not mentioned this before, but I am amazed at these trees, and how the forests - were it not for the snow-capped mountains in the distance - could easily be mistaken for those just outside my father's house. Pines are so prevalent in this area in fact, that one local hamlet bears the name "Spruce Pine." Of course, I know very very little of trees, in spite of the fact that I spent much of my childhood attempting to scale them, which perhaps explains my otherwise inexplicable antipathy towards the noble Pine: bare hands and feet were clearly never meant to climb its bark, but as a child, I stubbornly refused to admit defeat. I suppose that is my longwinded way of saying that I can see every brutal, scratching piece of each tree, and it takes me back to my childhood, for better and for worse. Lovely details, even if they do bring out some rather mixed feelings!Oliverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00137523010954119973noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post-42042616910300562202014-02-18T06:20:44.861+00:002014-02-18T06:20:44.861+00:00Bob, it's a good job I got out as yesterday wa...Bob, it's a good job I got out as yesterday was vile again.ADRIANhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07113961163396562781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post-35577357369762070832014-02-18T06:18:30.520+00:002014-02-18T06:18:30.520+00:00Obrigado Fernando.Obrigado Fernando.ADRIANhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07113961163396562781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post-24800597724523080602014-02-18T06:17:38.973+00:002014-02-18T06:17:38.973+00:00Monica, I have several similar. I think this was t...Monica, I have several similar. I think this was the best.ADRIANhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07113961163396562781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post-49646829461013915742014-02-18T06:14:55.296+00:002014-02-18T06:14:55.296+00:00Maria, not for the internet. Prints will usually s...Maria, not for the internet. Prints will usually still need about a pixel at 80% even in this sort of light.ADRIANhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07113961163396562781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post-1326355560398371732014-02-18T04:25:43.963+00:002014-02-18T04:25:43.963+00:00When you get so much good contrast and light it...When you get so much good contrast and light it's not that necessary to sharpen. You're right.Mariahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08064368615178870750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post-59696584061029009612014-02-18T04:02:03.402+00:002014-02-18T04:02:03.402+00:00I love the sunny day and the sharpness of the tree...I love the sunny day and the sharpness of the trees and especially the snow-covered hills.<br />rhymeswithplaguehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10870439618129001633noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post-71754042630657625322014-02-17T23:59:56.151+00:002014-02-17T23:59:56.151+00:00Belas fotografias....Espectacular....
Cumprimentos...Belas fotografias....Espectacular....<br />CumprimentosFernando Santos (Chana)https://www.blogger.com/profile/13414036591247821891noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post-79752821318642948582014-02-17T19:36:45.127+00:002014-02-17T19:36:45.127+00:00I really like the 3rd picture. I has a kind of 3D ...I really like the 3rd picture. I has a kind of 3D look to it.DawnTreaderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04533307672147117843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post-4107097823033592052014-02-17T11:58:30.088+00:002014-02-17T11:58:30.088+00:00YP, just a figure of speech.
Wondrous is what it ...YP, just a figure of speech. <br />Wondrous is what it is here.ADRIANhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07113961163396562781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post-63262879328190296152014-02-17T11:56:45.975+00:002014-02-17T11:56:45.975+00:00Jay, I am fortunate to have all the time in the wo...Jay, I am fortunate to have all the time in the world to wait for the right weather.<br />I wish they were on the continent. I wish they'd stopped at home.ADRIANhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07113961163396562781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post-69011634635342346512014-02-17T10:34:43.011+00:002014-02-17T10:34:43.011+00:00You said: "I’m about buggered" - Was tha...You said: "I’m about buggered" - Was that by Tasmin and Louisa's pater? Great pictures - giving a real sense of the big, natural and wondrous world around you.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post-10383346195314157222014-02-17T10:15:51.826+00:002014-02-17T10:15:51.826+00:00Lovely classic views and not sure what your fellow...Lovely classic views and not sure what your fellow travellers are doing there, they need to somewhere on the continent.J_on_tourhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05469200077815953611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post-57105787969341732762014-02-17T09:34:20.683+00:002014-02-17T09:34:20.683+00:00Laura, pine forests are wonderful places or can be...Laura, pine forests are wonderful places or can be when they are not planted as a commercial crop.ADRIANhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07113961163396562781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post-64531762274272221992014-02-17T09:32:44.748+00:002014-02-17T09:32:44.748+00:00Graham, were I to post a picture of the mother you...Graham, were I to post a picture of the mother you would not wonder why he has children but admire his bravery.<br />The pictures are too harsh for me. I could have toned them down but decided to leave them pretty much as shot. Some are HDR which usually soften images but not these.ADRIANhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07113961163396562781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post-75484914631895203322014-02-17T09:29:07.713+00:002014-02-17T09:29:07.713+00:00Red, the dogs can look after themselves. The mothe...Red, the dogs can look after themselves. The mother was a mother from hell.ADRIANhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07113961163396562781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post-71838625620100829692014-02-17T09:27:49.039+00:002014-02-17T09:27:49.039+00:00Pauline, it isn't too far or too steep but it ...Pauline, it isn't too far or too steep but it was getting close to being. It is a great area to wander in. The dogs soon make themselves at home.ADRIANhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07113961163396562781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post-1768176272106970312014-02-17T09:25:25.909+00:002014-02-17T09:25:25.909+00:00Thank you Laura.Thank you Laura.ADRIANhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07113961163396562781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post-44113293662374552592014-02-17T09:24:39.538+00:002014-02-17T09:24:39.538+00:00Norma, all my images are free. If you would like i...Norma, all my images are free. If you would like it sent fit to print then let me know what size.ADRIANhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07113961163396562781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post-31632225986788564432014-02-17T09:22:43.485+00:002014-02-17T09:22:43.485+00:00Laura, sí tengo un poco de paz.
Las pistas tienen...Laura, sí tengo un poco de paz. <br />Las pistas tienen mucha nieve este año.ADRIANhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07113961163396562781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post-75251290254901968282014-02-17T09:19:34.267+00:002014-02-17T09:19:34.267+00:00Douglas, I suspect she decided that anything was p...Douglas, I suspect she decided that anything was preferable to taking them back to her husband.ADRIANhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07113961163396562781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post-87956407770825724632014-02-17T09:18:09.079+00:002014-02-17T09:18:09.079+00:00Margaret, it is a wonderful place to be.Margaret, it is a wonderful place to be.ADRIANhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07113961163396562781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8060152237863452651.post-42830275475188015312014-02-17T09:16:56.610+00:002014-02-17T09:16:56.610+00:00Maria, I left them unsharpened as Unsharp mask was...Maria, I left them unsharpened as Unsharp mask was making them really too sharp.<br />The lens is 50mm f1:1.2 L.<br />It is good but not as good as the 27mm T.S. ADRIANhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07113961163396562781noreply@blogger.com