Weather on the Mountain.
Last week’s storm was quite a shock to the area. The snow didn’t have as much of an impact as the temperatures, but both were alarming to an area not used to either. The snow draped Sandia Mountain, especially the western lower portion. For about a day the slopes were completely covered. As the sun did it’s work, though, the southern exposed sides returned to their usual dusty brownish color.
These photographs, taken three days apart, show how dramatically the weather changed in Albuquerque. From record lows in the negative single digits, to normal temperatures up into the thirties.
Dramatic shift indeed.
Redesign coming soon!
I was recently inspired to rework the look of the Kingsley Images website. While it will look a bit different, the new design will improve functionality, while maintaining the simple feel and look current site. The navigation will be similar, but we will offer more information on the subsequent pages (i.e. more detail on the plans and pricing) This will make the site more useful and give you the information you need at your fingertips. The picture is a mock-up I’m working on for the direction I want the site to take. It’s not finished yet, so if you’d like to pass along your thoughts on the concept feel free to let me know by commenting on the post. Thanks!
Bridal Show
Had a great time on Sunday at the Tanoan Country Club Bridal show. The venue was wonderful and the brides were great to talk with. We gave away a free engagement session and lots of copies of our brand new literature card. Thanks to all who stopped by the booth to visit. We looked forward to hearing from all our new friends.
Sandia Redux
It’s a little funny the things that we take for granted. I’ve lived in Albuquerque now for a bit over three months and I’ve already started to ‘not see’ the mountain across the valley. I noticed that this week as rain clouds obscured it’s top and it took on a different character. It reminded me of the movie “Smoke” where Harvey Keitel takes a picture of the same corner outside his corner cigar shop every morning. There’s a scene where he pages through a scrapbook of all the pictures from the past decades, and while day to day there aren’t any real changes, over time there’s a massive change. It’s easy to overlook the little things in anticipation of the big stuff. But if you look for the big stuff you’ll never find it.
So here’s another sunset photo of the mountain that I took the other evening. It’s different from the last one, but it’s also the same. It makes you wonder at some level, if I’m taking I’m taking a picture of my view, or the mountain is taking a picture of it’s view. Perception of change is all dependent on the scale with which you’re measuring.
Harvest of Harmony 2010
For ten or so years I had the often odd experience of being a part of much of what happened in Grand Island, and sometimes outside of it. Aside from covering football games, school class assignments and the occassional spot news, one thing I covered often was the Harvest of Harmony parade through downtown. I didn’t cover it every year, but took enough pictures of it to fill several edition of The Independent. This year was different though. Jess and I went back to see family and friends. In addition I went to the HOH as a spectator for the first time.
I still had my camera to catch family pictures, but I couldn’t help feeling the need to wander around and take some pictures of the bands. It was a different experience though because I could no longer wander through the crowds and walk along the parade route with abandon because I was a member of the press. I was just another guy with a camera looking to take pictures of the bands. No special access. It was odd. It’ll get easier as I go along, but it was the first time the I was really smacked in the face with the fact that I don’t work at a paper anymore. I guess that part of me really is in the past now. At least for now. Who knows in the future.
