A walk in the park

Some days the Park is so very quiet you can almost hear the snowflakes hit your nose.

Posted by Michael Meek on Sat, 01/05/13 10:49
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Comments by Ernest Cadegan on Sat, 01/05/13 11:13

I'm torn about the location of the figure. Where it is gives a nice
sense of depth but closer would increase the amount of blue in the
frame. Also I never like those spots of clear sky you can get in scenes
like this and I like this better with about 25% off the top.


Comments by Jan Bjorklund on Sat, 01/05/13 11:15

The inclusion of the solitary individual walking along the rough pathway enhances the wintry feel of the image with their position in the image being led along the pathway. I like this snowy landscape image... just enough snow to give a wintry feel to the setting without so much snow that everything in the location being buried from view.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sat, 01/05/13 11:27

Those spots of sky have ruined many a picture of mine. I sometimes remember that. Here is one without the spots, Ernest. Lotta crops possible here. Any other suggestions?


Comments by Alias on Sat, 01/05/13 11:48

Comments by Alias on Sun, 12/23/12 14:00
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.

Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:14
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:14
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:14
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:14
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:14
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:15
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:15
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:15
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:15
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:15
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:15
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:15
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:15
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:16
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:16
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:18
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:18
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:18
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:18
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:18
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:19
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:19
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:19
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Michael Meek on Fri, 12/14/12 16:52
The Strange Case of D. MacMillan, Act 1

MacMillan: Hey, could I ask you a big favor? I'm moving to New Jersey next week and I need
you to drive the old pickup. I think it will make it.
Person of high moral standards: To New Jersey! Man, that's a thousand miles each way!
MacMillan: As a favor. A big favor.
Person of high moral standards: Nah, I'm doing some other stuff.
MacMillan: There's an "or else."
Person of high moral standards: An "or else?" WTF! Or else what?
MacMillan: If you don't do this favor, I will haunt you 'till my dying day. Indeed, even as you
are deciding on the favor, I will haunt you to make sure you understand the “or else” part.
Person of high moral standards: Haunt me! Haunt me!! You've got to be kidding!
MacMillan: I'm sincere.
Person of high moral standards to self: I must be in a Moronic Convergence, some kind of
Sedona Vortex or something. Could anyone be this stupid without some assistance?
Person of high moral standards: Do your worst.
MacMillan, excitedly: O’boy, o’boy, I will, I will!

Hickory dickory dock.
MacMillan ran up the clock.
The clock struck him on the head.
"Cuckoo, cuckoo," MacMillan said,
"May I have one more?"

Alas, he swooned like a stunt flier,
Then came a weak voice from the floor,
"I am a mouse who could roar,
"If only my pants would catch fire!"
Comments by Alias on Sun, 12/23/12 14:00
Those who comment show approval of Michael Meek's behavior on this site.
Comments by Ernest Cadegan on Sun, 12/23/12 14:06
Excellent photo Michael. I love the scale of the salmon to the girl.



Comments by Jeff Dye on Sat, 01/05/13 19:32

Took awhile to get to the Add Comments box. 9 finger swipes on the iPad :-) Both
scenes work IMO but if I had to pick one it would be the OP. Sometimes bald sky can
"ruin" a photo when it's a clear patch but the branches in your scene have done a good
of breaking it up. As far as the walker is concerned I might want her closer and more
recognizable if a relative or good friend but her position in the OP gives her plenty of
room to move forward.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sat, 01/05/13 21:49

That's my wife, Teresa, Jeff. As you might imagine, I have lots of her when she is closer to the camera. But it's funny when you know someone well, how you can identify her from just her face even though she may be far away -- even if you were not the cameraman.

Neither was I too bothered by the bald sky inasmuch as the tone was really not that different from other elements in the picture, and I too have a preference for the OP. But I liked the crop suggestion as it got me to think about cropping tighter which I am often loathe to do. The excercise also brought home that even a small amount of an outlier color can have an oversized effect.


Comments by Maria Salvador on Sun, 01/06/13 03:22

Quite moody, and especially nice on the black BG.


Comments by Ruth Rittichier on Sun, 01/06/13 05:40

I like the rightward position of your wife, which gives her room to move down the trail toward the viewer. I agree with you that the gray tones of the sky are similar to the snow, and not really a problem. Would prefer your crop, from the top only, and not the sides, and to just below the long horizontal branch in URC, which would get her above center.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 01/06/13 10:49

Here is the lovely Ruth crop. It is a 15:8 (1.875:1) ratio. I nearly always stick to the "standard" ratios like 2:3; 4:5; 5:7; 8:10; 9:16; and lately 2.39:1 and 8:13.

Karen Habbestad chastised me once about one of my funky crops and suggested I stick with standards pretty much. Be nice to have a discussion on the subject. Ernest will likely say to toss out any thought of standards and just go with what your sense tells you. Well and good, but my sense is not so refined as his or Ruth's are, for example.


Comments by Ernest Cadegan on Sun, 01/06/13 11:29

Actually in my case I use three ratios only. The regular 2x3 and 1x1.
I developed my pano ratio years ago and it is an entirely arbitrary
number based on nothing other than how well it looked on my first
effort. I've maintained it ever since. I use 1:3.57.

I scale each of these ratios up to equivalent larger dimensions with
one exception. I make a panorama size that is 4x15.5, which is a
slight crop. The latter was a marketing decision. Even with the larger
sizes I have specific sizes that I make that fit the various ratios.

Personally I don't care how people crop if it improves the image but I
sell my work and decided a long time ago to standardize every thing I
do otherwise inventory becomes a nightmare.


Comments by Ernest Cadegan on Sun, 01/06/13 11:31

BTW, the latest crop is more or less what I was suggesting and I think a
definite improvement on the original.


Comments by Paul Cooper on Tue, 01/08/13 15:37

I would not have wanted to crop it as much as the the last version, but I also like it the best.