Uglies with a Story

This blog was created to display all of my camera roll left overs... the ones that didnt make the cut. If you wanna see what did... http://www.mwindlephotography.com/blog

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Not much to say. 

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Not much to say here, other than, there were better shots. 

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This was the best ‘creeper’ shot I could think of. 

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There was another pool pic but it was better therefore this one gets to be placed here. 

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This almost made it, but when compared to other pics in the same row, it waned. 

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This just wasn’t good enough. 

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I had to get into the river, but not to take a pic. The roots are blown out and that’s no bueno. :( 

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(le sigh). I hand-hold most of the pics I take, but some I wish I could take back, such as this one. The focal point was blurry and that angers me. 

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This was a tree that was completely scorched and black. Didn’t really make for a good composition, but for some reason I took too many photos of this particular tree. 

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Here’s a group of ‘meh’ photos. 

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you cant tell me nothing, I like this for some odd reason. 

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I don’t recall where this was taken. It’s almost too simple to even show, but what the hay, why not. 

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Not much to say here other than, at the time I found this house to be intriguing to look at. Now, not so much. 

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Classic shot of the side mirrors while driving: Check. Not much to see here, you can keep scrolling. 

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This was at Bear River Migratory Bird Refuge. Unfortunately we came at an off period for viewing the waterfowl but the scenes were still nice. I like the way the algae gives a texture to the water at the bottom, but that’s about it. So that means I like 50% of this photo. Sahd. 

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This was a ghost town we found off of Route 66. I thought I would find more interest in this photo but it just doesn’t do anything for me. Meh. 

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Found one of those ‘off the main road’ gas stations. Can’t remember the town we were in, but their post office is that door and flag on the left side. I remember an old German Shepherd hanging out at the front door. The clerk, was not only the gas station attendant but also the post master. Not much from a composition stand point though.