Monday, February 7, 2011

From the Blizzard

Barren limbs scratch at the night. No one dares land this grizzled girth.
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Scratch carefully at the whimsy of the moon. Some tides are meant not to turn.


Taken: 12/31/2010 in Brooklyn, NY. After being woken up by a snowplow, this tree was one of the rewards for leaving the house at 3:30a.m. I played with the flash until I got the exposure just right. In the end it was .6s, and a flash power of 1/32. That gave just enough tree illumination without blowing out the snow or waking the neighbours. 


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