This barge worker had a southern manner and a southern drawl to go along with his respectful demeanor.
Dresbach Dam Lock Through
There's an amazing scope of barge traffic and the lock system on the Mississippi.. I briefly talked with a couple of the workers on the barge... These barges were empty as one can see they are riding high. Often their cargo is fertilizer.. This tow ( I have read they prefer to be called Tow rather than Tug) was from New Orleans and it takes them 14 to 15 days to navigate up to Dresbach dam. The lock itself is over 600 ft long. The boat was about 150 ft in length 50 ft in width... with a gross tonnage..of 681 tons. It was built in 1974. Nine barges fit within the lock. This tow had 12 barges all together. The boat here was pushing through the last three to hook up with the previous transfer. The first nine barges are winched through the lock once the water raises them up to the level of the water above the dam... Then the boat and remaining barge goes through. It takes two stages to complete the lock transfer. All in all it took probably 30-40 minutes to do the whole sequence. And the water raises and lowers about 3.5 feet in this particular dam...I asked one of the crewman working the barges several questions... He had a heavy southern drawl and answered me with the salutation "Sir".. He was very respectful. Gosh I don't think I'll ever get used to being called sir... I must be getting old. Ha Ha..
With A Lot of TLC
I am just a small barn,
existing where I am not often seen,
just beside that gravel road,
that's how the locals have it told,
yet my owners take good care of me,
Prime and proper on the lawn,
Many of my in kind brothers,
are falling down in disrepair,
I'm kind of sad with a lone despair,
I wish for repairs of all the others,
If only owners could afford to keep them up,
then a nice history would be saved,
structures built even before roads were paved,
but money resources have stopped,
and the ways of farmers have changed too,
hay is stored so differently today,
and lofts are not as frequently played,
I've seen the world change as a general rule,
Oh, modern has it's place,
but often at the expense of something displaced.
It's just a rolling farm field,
in fall sometime and somewhere,
where there's been a collected yield,
and soft light caress' and prepares,
a vision of day's end calm,
there muted colors and billowy clouds,
often seem an eye to charm,
and I suspect make Minnesotans proud.
Big Ed's Business
No doubt Big Ed's business,
is fitted for rural exclusiveness,
behind the antlers, wagon wheels and guns,
are woods and farmlands for animals to run,
Although fall's colors have faded away,
and the fields are now tidy in harvest's way,
His sign fits nicely in a rural scene,
never in an urban place to be esteemed.
Lovely colors in the woods
This takes me back to my childhood, when my family lived in the Black Hills... The pine forests in that region were vast and were always a great adventure to explore. I remember running and walking through the forests... The pine leaves were always so soft and quiet to walk on.. Plus there wasn't alot of undergrowth, like this photo shows... The sound that I will always remember is the wind rushing through the pines... I would always imagine that the wind was really the cascade of rapids off in the not to far distance. Like maybe over the next rise. It would quicken my heart with anticipation
If Only A Swing
If only there be a swing hanging a certain way,
from a low lying sturdy tree branch,
then might a gleeful arching swing of play,
be seen of a child taking a chance,
while even spinning around with glee,
maybe even oblivious to all that she could see.
The Grace of Light
Even when you're old and worn,
weeds and brush over grown about forlorn,
the low cast of the grace of light,
seemingly brings an old barn back to life.
Oh, I know it'll never be like new,
long gone are days of tidy rule,
it's ancient boards and roof are abused,
yet old glories are seen ... or is it a ruse?
Surrounded by fall's colors,
wrapped up in seasonal wonders,
the cone flowers and birch trees,
look their finest amidst the leaves.
Since I live in La Crosse, Wis. Minnesota is just a quick drive away. Two summer trips to the Rockies and several hiking adventures in the mountains spurred my interest in photography. I was struck anew at the natural beauty in Colorado Rockies. That first trip west in 2009 primed my interest. So now I seek beauty here where I live. Most of my shots of beauty are landscapes , but I am reaching out to closer views, and other subject matter too. I still consider myself a novice, but compared to where I was in 2009, I like to think I have learned a lot since then. But that opinion is relative as I witness so much talent on this webpage and Capture Wisconsin. Looking at others photography can only help hone one's own composition skills and technical savvy. I don't need to win awards, they are nice but satisfaction with a shot is it's own reward. Being internally motivated will keep the interest going but a bit of encouragement along the way is good too. I hope to be an encourager with my observations. Thanks for your shots and taking a look at mine. Maybe we will cross paths someday in the real world!