Irrigation time lapse

Its my first youtube video, and possibly my last since wind blew the tripod over and the lens barrel on my little digital camera got squished. I'll try to fix it though.



Changing handline irrigation sprinklers is a job I've done since I was little. Its not too bad, although at times there are clouds of mosquitoes, plugged nozzles and blow outs. Its good exercise. I hope to take better videos if I can get hold of a video camera again.

The clouds float, bigger than anything else around, except the earth,
who's features are here loved by me.

Also, we pulled a combine engine yesterday. I was grateful for how trouble free it was. I took some pictures; before, after, and dangling. Its a Cummins, rain water leaked in the exhaust spout and froze up a cylinder or two. That's one reason to park your combines inside. Hopefully we will get this one up and running for this harvest.





As always, you can click images to view full-screen.

I also mowed the lawn recently.

It was the first time mowing it this year, under all the dandilions and other weeds there was actually some grass left.


Stay tuned for some time-lapse movies I hope to make!

I'm really enjoying my return to the family farm. There are lots of mud swallows this year, and lots of the mosquitoes they eat. They are fast birds, I still have a lot to learn about photographing them, but I have been happy with my initial results.




I couldn't decide which of these I liked better, the balanced picture or the hi-contrast. Which do you prefer?
Click them for full screen!

Stuff like this happens in college

Rain is not gravel plopping &
rolling
Not a child's bead
kit
somehow story-retold
spinning in the
air
isn't coins being sorted
uncleaned into
sacks by
loud machines, gray machines
like clouds.
Looking up, drops shine down
back the way they came
too small to see, the long long
fall
Size. Silent. Clouds.
You know
that noise on
boards.

A four-section poem of reflection after reading the 16th chapter of The 5000 Year Leap:

Empire of Liberty
Where purpose ripples through
the laws incorporate
and kindnesses individual Each
fit for their spheres.

The rampart nation
steeled to a code
Resolute.
Within the channels of law / vast tracts of freedom are preserved,
Wherein men may act as good as gods sharing what they safe-ly possess.

It is man that is broken; needing a fence of rules at every turn,
Separated in his thoughts away from all around,
A selfish ingrown will.
Mankind - willing to tread on the fingers of his brother,
each reaching for individual satisfaction.
Even the best visions of law only show the callow colors of our motivation.

I await the perfect leader
healing he will bring
we'll act in righteous pro-duc-tivity
in hope for life of perfected thought - I wait
here speaking from the shadows.