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  <title>Emerging</title>
  <author><name>morpheus22</name></author>
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  <published>2008-07-04T05:01:07Z</published>
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Another shot from the cemetery using a makeshift macro setup.

Camera: Pentax 67 SLR with 55mm SMC Pentax lens with additional macro 'lens' using Ilford 100 Delta Pro B&amp;W film, developed in Rodinal 1:50

Song of the day: &amp;quot;Requiem for O.M.M.2&amp;quot; by Of Montreal

Poem of the day:
&amp;quot;A SWIRL in the air where your head was once, here.	
You walked under this tree, spoke to a moon for me	
I might almost stand here and believe you alive.&amp;quot;
 - Carl Sandburg, &amp;quot;Swirl&amp;quot;

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  <title>Crowded</title>
  <author><name>morpheus22</name></author>
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  <published>2008-07-03T05:01:11Z</published>
  <updated>2008-07-03T05:01:11Z</updated>
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Another shot from the cemetery.

Camera: Pentax 67 SLR with 55mm SMC Pentax lens using Ilford 100 Delta Pro B&amp;W film, developed in Rodinal 1:50

Song of the day: 'The Wolves (Act I and II)' by Bon Iver

Poem of the day:
'I DREAMED one man stood against a thousand,	
One man damned as a wrongheaded fool.	
One year and another he walked the streets,	
And a thousand shrugs and hoots	
Met him in the shoulders and mouths he passed.	        
 
    He died alone.	
And only the undertaker came to his funeral.	
 
Flowers grow over his grave anod in the wind,	
And over the graves of the thousand, too,	
The flowers grow anod in the wind.	        
 
    Flowers and the wind,	
Flowers anod over the graves of the dead,	
Petals of red, leaves of yellow, streaks of white,	
Masses of purple sagging…	
I love you and your great way of forgetting.'
 - Carl Sandburg, 'Graves'

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  <id>http://lenscape.my-expressions.com/archives/4128_1571453806/299132</id>
  <title>The bloom is on the tree</title>
  <author><name>morpheus22</name></author>
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  <published>2008-07-02T05:01:18Z</published>
  <updated>2008-07-02T05:01:18Z</updated>
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Just a simple shot of a magnolia bloom on one of the many trees at the cemetery.  I tried out some makeshift macros with this lens as well.  I can use a little beauty right now.

Camera: Pentax 67 SLR with 55mm SMC Pentax lens using Ilford 100 Delta Pro B&amp;W film, developed in Rodinal 1:50

Song of the day: &amp;quot;Warwick Avenue&amp;quot; by Duffy

Poem of the day:
&amp;quot;SLEEP sweetly in your humble graves,	
  Sleep, martyrs of a fallen cause;	
Though yet no marble column craves	
  The pilgrim here to pause.	
 
In seeds of laurel in the earth	        
  The blossom of your fame is blown,	
And somewhere, waiting for its birth,	
  The shaft is in the stone!	
 
Meanwhile, behalf the tardy years	
  Which keep in trust your storied tombs,	        
Behold! your sisters bring their tears,	
  And these memorial blooms.	
 
Small tributes! but your shades will smile	
  More proudly on these wreaths to-day,	
Than when some cannon-moulded pile	        
  Shall overlook this bay.	
 
Stoop, angels, hither from the skies!	
  There is no holier spot of ground	
Than where defeated valor lies,	
  By mourning beauty crowned.&amp;quot;
 - Henry Timrod, &amp;quot;At Magnolia Cemetery&amp;quot;

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  <title>Pride</title>
  <author><name>morpheus22</name></author>
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  <published>2008-07-01T05:01:12Z</published>
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Some more from my test with the 55mm lens at the cemetery.   I might be a little absent online for a bit...I got some bad news about my cat and I need some time to process it.

Camera: Pentax 67 SLR with 55mm SMC Pentax lens using Ilford 100 Delta Pro B&amp;W film, developed in Rodinal 1:50

Song of the day: &amp;quot;Changing Colours&amp;quot; by Great Lake Swimmers

Poem of the day:
&amp;quot;ONCE in a golden hour	
  I cast to earth a seed.	
Up there came a flower,	
  The people said, a weed.	
 
To and fro they went	        
  Thro’ my garden-bower,	
And muttering discontent	
  Cur’d me and my flower.	
 
Then it grew so tall	
  It wore a crown of light,	        
But thieves from o’er the wall	
  Stole the seed by night.	
 
Sow’d it far and wide	
  By every town and tower,	
Till all the people cried,	        
  “Splendid is the flower.”	
 
Read my little fable:	
  He that runs may read.	
Most can raise the flowers now,	
  For all have got the seed.	        
 
And some are pretty enough,	
  And some are poor indeed;	
And now again the people	
  Call it but a weed.&amp;quot;
 - Alfred Tennyson, &amp;quot;The Flower&amp;quot;

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  <title>Double headed</title>
  <author><name>morpheus22</name></author>
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  <published>2008-06-30T05:01:40Z</published>
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With my initial impression of the Pentax 67 being so favorable, I decided to get another lens for it, a 55mm lens, equivalent to 28mm lens in the 35mm camera world.  So the weekend after I got the lens, I walked over to Oakland Cemetery to test out the lens.  It was early in the morning, but it was already very hot that I didn't stay out too long at all.

Camera: Pentax 67 SLR with 55mm SMC Pentax lens using Ilford 100 Delta Pro B&amp;W film, developed in Rodinal 1:50

Song of the day: &amp;quot;Ashamed&amp;quot; by Deer Tick

Poem of the day:
&amp;quot;THE GRAVE my little cottage is,	
  Where, keeping house for thee,	
I make my parlor orderly,	
  And lay the marble tea,	
  
For two divided, briefly,	        
  A cycle, it may be,	
Till everlasting life unite	
  In strong society.&amp;quot;
 - Emily Dickinson, &amp;quot;The grave my little cottage is&amp;quot;

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  <title>Rock, water</title>
  <author><name>morpheus22</name></author>
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  <published>2008-06-29T05:01:08Z</published>
  <updated>2008-06-29T05:01:08Z</updated>
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One final image from Sweetwater Creek.

Camera: Pentax 67 with 105mm SMC Pentax lens using Rollei Retro 100 B&amp;W film, developed in Rodinal 1:50

Song of the day: &amp;quot;Go Places&amp;quot; by The New Pornographers

Poem of the day:
&amp;quot;THE BRIDGE says: Come across, try me; see how good I am.	
The big rock in the river says: Look at me; learn how to stand up.	
The white water says: I go on; around, under, over, I go on.	
A kneeling, scraggly pine says: I am here yet; they nearly got me last year.	
A sliver of moon slides by on a high wind calling: I know why; I’ll see you to-morrow; I’ll tell you everything to-morrow.&amp;quot;
 - Carl Sandburg, &amp;quot;Potomac Town in February&amp;quot;

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  <title>Upright citizen</title>
  <author><name>morpheus22</name></author>
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  <published>2008-06-27T05:01:15Z</published>
  <updated>2008-06-27T05:01:15Z</updated>
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On the forest floor, right off the trail.

Camera: Pentax 67 with 105mm SMC Pentax lens using Rollei Retro 100 B&amp;W film, developed in Rodinal 1:50

Song of the day: &amp;quot;Fire by Night&amp;quot; by Josh Garrels

Poem of the day:
&amp;quot;ONCE in a while a curious weed unknown to me,	 
Needing a name from my books;	 
Once in a while a letter from Yeomans.	 
Out of the mussel-shells gathered along the shore	 
Sometimes a pearl with a glint like meadow rue:	         
Then betimes a letter from Tyndall in England,	 
Stamped with the stamp of Spoon River.	 
I, lover of Nature, beloved for my love of her,	 
Held such converse afar with the great	 
Who knew her better than I.	  
Oh, there is neither lesser nor greater,	 
Save as we make her greater and win from her keener delight.	 
With shells from the river cover me, cover me.	 
I lived in wonder, worshipping earth and heaven.	 
I have passed on the march eternal of endless life.&amp;quot;
 - Edgar Lee Masters, &amp;quot;William Jones&amp;quot;

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  <title>Logged</title>
  <author><name>morpheus22</name></author>
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  <published>2008-06-26T05:01:15Z</published>
  <updated>2008-06-26T05:01:15Z</updated>
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Another from Sweetwater Creek State Park.  The Pentax can really capture a lot of detail.  I'm quite impressed with the 105mm SMC Pentax lens.  Just a few more and I'll be done here.

Camera: Pentax 67 with 105mm SMC Pentax lens using Rollei Retro 100 B&amp;W film, developed in Rodinal 1:50

Song of the day: &amp;quot;Boogie Down&amp;quot; by MGMT

Poem of the day:
&amp;quot;NANCY HANKS dreams by the fire;	
Dreams, and the logs sputter,	
And the yellow tongues climb.	
Red lines lick their way in flickers.	
Oh, sputter, logs.	        
      Oh, dream, Nancy.	
Time now for a beautiful child.	
Time now for a tall man to come.&amp;quot;
 - Carl Sandburg, &amp;quot;Fire-Logs&amp;quot;

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  <title>As the creek rushes by</title>
  <author><name>morpheus22</name></author>
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  <published>2008-06-25T05:01:11Z</published>
  <updated>2008-06-25T05:01:11Z</updated>
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Here's a view of Sweetwater Creek.

Camera: Pentax 67 with 105mm SMC Pentax lens using Rollei Retro 100 B&amp;W film, developed in Rodinal 1:50

Song of the day: &amp;quot;A Crooked Line&amp;quot; by The Interiors

Poem of the day:
&amp;quot;CALLING, the heron flies athwart the blue	
That sleeps above it; reach on rocky reach	
Of water sings by sycamore and beech,	
In whose warm shade bloom lilies not a few.	
It is a page whereon the sun and dew	        
Scrawl sparkling words in dawn’s delicious speech;	
A laboratory where the wood-winds teach,	
Dissect each scent and analyze each hue.	
Not otherwise than beautiful, doth it	
Record the happenings of each summer day;	        
Where we may read, as in a catalogue,	
When passed a thresher; when a load of hay;	
Or when a rabbit; or a bird that lit;	
And now a barefoot truant and his dog.&amp;quot;
 - Madison Cawein, &amp;quot;The Creek-Road&amp;quot;

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  <title>A path in the forest</title>
  <author><name>morpheus22</name></author>
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  <published>2008-06-24T05:01:10Z</published>
  <updated>2008-06-24T05:01:10Z</updated>
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Starting another little set.  Recently, we went to Sweetwater Creek State Park to see if there was anything worth a snap or two.

Camera: Pentax 67 with 105mm SMC Pentax lens using Rollei Retro 100 B&amp;W film, developed in Rodinal 1:50

Song of the day: &amp;quot;Bendable Poseable&amp;quot; by Hot Chip

Poem of the day:
&amp;quot;A PATH across a meadow fair and sweet,	
Where clover-blooms the lithesome grasses greet,	
A path worn smooth by his impetuous feet.	
A straight, swift path—and at its end, star	
Gleaming behind the lilac’s fragrant bar,	        
And her soft eyes, more luminous by far!	
 
A path across the meadow fair and sweet,	
Still sweet and fair where blooms and grasses meet—	
A path worn smooth by his reluctant feet.	
A long, straight path—and, at its end, a gate	        
Behind whose bars she doth in silence wait	
To keep the tryst, if he come soon or late!&amp;quot;
 - Julia Caroline Ripley Dorr, &amp;quot;Two Paths&amp;quot;

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