Posts from the ‘Coffee Photos’ Category
Something is happening. I’m feeling a change within the season, with the days growing longer, and the jazz of life playing with the dramatic columns of gray and white, monochrome marshmallows high above. Bush Park was good, grabbed a coffee and took Danni along for a walk. Also dropped my iPhone in thick mud while out capturing the images in this post.
Surprise attack. Bolted after a fat squirrel, jolted the leash from my hands, along with my coffee, that somehow got caught up in the mix.
Digging for a lunch. It’s interesting how well the squirrels survive, they have a great work ethic. I heard today that we have 11 states with more people on welfare than employed.
Where I’m staying I’m kind of limited with internet, extending to my iPhone. It’s out in the country, it’s peaceful, and for the last few evenings I haven’t exactly been in town. So, here you have both #271 and 272.
#271 This doesn’t happen everyday…
#272 Lazy Atmosphere.
“Can I have some?” Tinshi.
A good friend of mine made a confession this evening. It was shocking, and uneasy to hear, but nonetheless needed to be revealed. Darci had come forth, admitting that coffee consumption for her didn’t start until after college.
After college. At first I was speechless, my throat parched, my hand immediately reaching for the hot cup of coffee next to me. I asked if she was okay, how did she make it, how on earth did she survive without java for that long. It was pretty heavy, pretty hard to hear. She now consumes it daily. For a lifetime she was lost, and now she is found.
She is found, and this next to her coffee.
These photos are for her.
The red dots came from a passing helicopter. Darci majored in psychology, and by looking at this photo she will notice the symbolistic nature. Those red dots are more like a pulse, the gold man is energized from java, the moon is all you can see after drinking black gold all evening, and upon the rock…is the rock n’ roll for each morning, sip by gulp.
Here is number 93…
“And upon this rock…”
Here is number 56…
Great Pics Photography introduces its first “How-To” section. Every so often Great Pics Photography will take you into an in-depth world of photography with coffee, and camera equipment with coffee.
Awhile back, I had noticed that one of my EF lenses came equipped with a dual-core thermal radiating heat liner. Yes, it was a surprise find. Why would an EF lens be equipped with such technology, you ask? Well, it’s for coffee junkies like yours truly.
This section will show you how you can access the thermal radiating liner, and how to adjust the switch to “on” while working with the dual-core for optimum heat. This basically turns your lens into a mini thermos. And trust me, it works.
First off, you will need the following tools.
First off, turns your lens upside-down. Unscrew the cap. You will notice right off the bat that about an inch down there is a glass element. Flip the glass element to the right, then quickly turn it to the left. After it pops out, you will find the dual-core switch. Switch it to “On.” Then replace the glass element, and screw the cap back on.
Second, turn the lens onto its other end. Take the lens cap off. Then unscrew the lens projector protector. You’ll notice that it’ll turn and pop off.
Thirdly, you’ll now use your allen wrench for loosening the different screws for the glass elements within the body of the lens.
Fourthly, you’ll take the screwdriver and unscrew the titanium screws that hold the magnetic field sensors in place.
Fifthly, you’ll insert the socket wrench and work loose the remaining bolts.
Apply plenty of pressure. You should here a loud “pop.”
The bolt is then ejected from the cavity, and the socket is driven home, thus igniting the sudden motion sensor.
After removing the glass elements within the body, your lens is ready for a fresh brew. Simply set it on a counter, and say, “It’s about that time.” The dual-core will instantly warm the thermos, and will respond with, “Giddy up.”
Now you are ready to pour your hot and incredibly delicious beverage into your new thermal coated lens. Decaf will turn the dual-core off, and instantly freeze it into a tube of ice.
And here is number 54…
My EF Thermal Lens filled with coffee, parked right next to my EF 70-200 Lens.
Hope you enjoyed this “How-to” section.
Warning: This is purely satirical.
Here is number 53…
Included Bonus: “Story Time With Paul”
For starters, nonstop rain. Nonstop. Every time I’m on the coast, and the weather is absolutely relentless with showers, sideways and stinging and with this and with that…I always think of Lewis and Clark. I remember in their journals, “Nonstop rain. Everyday. I can’t take this. What am I going to do. Where am I at. They call this Oregon. I call this misery.” That’s a loose version, a very loose version of how they described the wonderful weather in the dreary months that lay ahead.
My camera got soaked. Absolutely soaked. Always good on Canon products. Nothing quite like a wet lens and body.
This was number 53. It’s not much, but it’ll have to work. My lens was wet, I was dodging sneaker waves, desperately trying to keep my feet dry.
I had set my tripod and left it somewhere behind me. Turns out I didn’t even need it. One good sized wave came in. I turned, and there was over a foot of water cruising through the legs. I thought, “That’s it! There goes my tripod.” But, alas, it held its ground.
So, I’m turning back around for a quick shot while showers pummel and soak every open surface available. Suddenly I feel this great gust, and I’m pushed back. I turn and suddenly I’m smacked in the other direction when a sneaker wave wrapped itself around my knees, sending me into a moment of pure shock.
After I made it back to my rig, I cranked up the heat, and laid clothes out to dry. Then I headed back into Lincoln City, wet and hungry. Salmon sounded great. A good and healthy snack. So, I stopped by the Dory Cove, and grabbed a pound of smoked Chinook.
“Where’s my coffee? I need a coffee, like bad.” Then I found this cute little warm and fuzzy cafe, with internet. Beach Town Coffee.That’s where I now reside for the time being. Then it’s back out, fighting this awful weather, while heading back to the valley.
And that’s how not to spend your evening on the beach.
Here is number 37…
I really didn’t feel like going out tonight, so I parked it on my couch, did some editing, drank coffee (I received a $20 gift certificate for Java Crew), read for a few hours, and goofed around on my laptop. My tree kind of brings some life to the room, to the atmosphere. I’m kind of liking it. If I take a nap, at least I can wake to Christmas lights for the next couple of weeks. That’ll feel kind of nice.
Hope your late evening is treating you well. I know mine is.