Pond Hockey ~ Washoe Valley, Nevada

Been really busy lately and have neglected my blog…hopefully things will start to settle down in a bit.

Wanted to post some pictures of a hockey game we came across while out and about one weekend. After spending some time up in Virginia City we drove down through Carson City and then on the east side of Washoe Valley. At the north end is Little Washoe Lake…we stopped to eat our lunch and enjoy a hockey game.

The dogs were pretty funny…one was definitely the coach, barking his orders. :)

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For Today ~ 18 January 2011 ~ Simple Woman’s Daybook

FOR TODAY … 18 January 2011~

Outside My Window… people driving to work, high clouds, geese flying by…gonna be another BEAUTIFUL SPRING DAY in January!

I am thinking… I’m not! Rut-roh.

I am thankful for… Mom Nature’s 3 days of Spring…probably gearing us up for an upcoming blizzard, but I’ll take it! :)

From the kitchen… I just made broiled chicken breasts with white rice and steamed broccoli last night…not sure about tonight.

I am wearing… Jeans, tennies, blue TSHIRT, hair in ponytail.

I am creating… a pinwheel quilt. Lots and lots of bloody pinwheels…WHAAHAHAHAHA! Still feel that way about those pinwheels, but I finished them. Here’s what it looks like up on the design wall. Still have to figure out the borders.

Pinwheel Layout

I am going… have to call Progressive, we took that piece of shit Ford Thunderbird to Pick-n-Pull on Sunday (I’m sure it was a very good car in 1984)…now we have to invest that money into the Chevy pickup so it will go another year or so. Hopefully then we can look at something newer.

I am reading… quilting and fabric magazines.

I am hoping… that the Governor really doesn’t make us take a 5% pay cut…it took me a long time to get to where I’m at now. I don’t mind the 4.6% Furloughs that we’ve been taking for the last year….on top of no COLA (last 3 years), no merit (last 2.5 years), no steps (last 2.5 years), doing the work of two people (last 2 years), higher insurance, less benefits…just leave my salary where it’s at.

I am hearing… cars and birds.

Around the house… House still pretty clean…still amazed at that new vacuum cleaner. Is my house really that dirty? Or is it two cats and me?

One of my favorite things… Odwalla Superfood Juice! Sometimes I add a bit of protein powder to it. Yummy and good for you!

A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week… piece my quilt top, watch a few movies, take some long walks.

Here is a picture thought I’d share with you…

Washoe Valley ~ Slide Mountain…taken on last Saturday’s hike up Deadman’s Creek trail. Washoe Lake was partially frozen…as was parts of the trail.

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Bullock’s Orioles in Washoe Valley, Nevada

On that fieldtrip we took to Washoe Valley we thought the bird we saw a Western Tanager…but after looking closely at my sister’s pictures, it’s a Bullock’s Oriole. Am posting two of her pictures of the birds and one of their nests that I took.

Bullock's Oriole
Bullock's Oriole
Bullock's Oriole Nest

Photographs from the Mark Vollmer Fieldtrip to Washoe Valley

Well ~ Saturday we all met up at TMCC’s Meadowood building and carpooled down to the south end of Washoe Valley. Our first stop (besides Wendy’s so Colleen could buy a hamburger) was the wildlife viewing area with the boardwalk.

Very windy (what’s new for Washoe Valley, eh?!) down there. Not much to see but blackbirds ~ both red-winged and yellow-headed. You can’t see far into the lake from the viewing platform unless you have a telephoto lens that goes to as least 200mm…mine only goes to 72mm. So I took lots of fence pictures ~ :grin:

Washoe Lake Boardwalk Platform
Downed Fence

We saw a flock of pelicans towards the enterance of Washoe Valley State Park so three of us headed back to see if they were still there. Parked at the trailhead of Deadman’s Creek trail and walked over to state park. No pelicans, but there was a redtail hawk sitting in her nest, who flew off once we were close enough for pictures. The bugger. I walked down to the beach while my sister and mom stayed under a couple of bird nest. Colleen got GREAT photos of a Western Tanager…and continued to get great pictures while teasing me with none.

We then went back to the trailhead to wait for the rest of the group ~ took a few pictures in the bottom part of the trail. Figured out the stupid macro on my camera there. :roll:

Deadman Creek TrailheadDesert PeachMormon TeaBark hanging off tree

Lots of Phlox, Indian Paintbrush and Alpine Lupine on the way up to the top and at the top where the gazebo is. Sunset wasn’t that great, but pretty none-the-less.

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And here’s a picture of Mark Vollmer setting up his shot of the sunset ~

Mark Vollmer

DESERT IN BLOOM SLIDESHOW ~ I put most of my pictures (I took over 200 so I’ve narrowed it down some) onto my webshot’s album ~ I’m nv_michelle there.

All photos taken with a Canon Powershot S2 IS.

Capture Desert’s Spring Colors Workshop ~ Mark Vollmer

Last night was our class lecture and the highlights were:

* Class overview & introductions
* Opening multi-media slide show

* Slide show lecture: how natural light and compositional elements such as lines, patterns and colors come together to make pleasing spring photographs.
* Depth of field discussion
* Slide show lecture: how to use knowledge of lighting and composistional techniques to bring your emotions onto your image

Improving Your Photos:

1. Seeing Like Your Camera ~ Film nor a memory card can see details in light and dark at the same time with the same clarity of our eyes. Exposing for shadows tend to wash out bright areas just as exposing for sunlight will darken shadows. To compensate for this problem, expose the key part of the frame…since the main subject is normally at least 60% of the frame, expose for that most important highlight.

2. Realizing Your Vision ~ Mark states that the Goal of Photography is translating what moves us about a scene into a photograph. “A successful image resembles the feeling we had at the time. If someone views our photo and reacts with the same emotions that we had when we saw the scene, then the photo works”. Achieving this goal involves two processes:

A. Focusing our senses before focusing the camera. Smell, touch, taste, hearing ~ these four senses combine with sight to heighten our awareness with our surroundings and our creativity as photograhers.

B. With knowledge of lighting, design elements, intuitive use of the Guideline of Thirds, and awareness of how the camera will render the scene, we can successfully transfer our emotions into the image. Practice, Practice, Practice!

The class lecture brought a lot of new ideas along with jarring out what I already knew, but seemed to have filed away as I use digital now. It certainly has me thinking I should go buy an old 35mm camera, I don’t think I would even know where to look for the one I had over 15 years ago!

I have a Canon PowerShot S2 IS digital camera now. It’s a great little camera that I can shoot limited manual if I wanted to. It has all speeds, but the apetures only go from 2.7 – 8.0 ~ I wish it would go to at least 16.0. I can also buy different camera lenses, the lense now is a Canon Zoom Lense 12X 6.0-72.0mm. Maybe one that shoots to 200mm would be nice.


Washoe Valley, south end of lake looking north. 7/2006.

Tomorrow we are going to Washoe Valley for our field shoot. Looks like we’ll be going to the south end of the lake to the birding area where the boardwalk trail is. Then off to Deadman Creek Trail and hike up to the gazebo. I’m hoping that the Bald Eagles will be out for the photo shoot!

I’ll post pictures over the weekend!

Link to more trails out in Washoe Valley.

Ending with two quotes Mark had on his handouts ~

“To become a better nature photographer, one must first become a better naturalist.” – John Hendrickson

“The true voyage of discovery consists not in seeing new landscapes, but in having new eyes.” – Marcel Proust