Tamron 45mm f/1.8: Photo Post
Jun. 17th, 2019 03:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragonlady7So I borrowed a lens from work to take pictures to enter into a photo contest run by the lens manufacturer every year.
I mostly just needed an excuse to make me use my camera; I hadn't, really, in months. Actually I'd forgotten my camera bag in the yurt on my last trip home, so it was just sitting in there, unused.
So, I just put that lens on the camera and wandered around and documented things, as I used to in my early days on the farm.
Most of the photos aren't any great shakes. This one shows my car parked next to the yurt, and the beds in the garden devoted to flowers, and the bright green square closest to the car is my flax patch.
Some are nice, though, like this one, posed, of my sister and her daughter.
Oh, mild tw for the photos behind the cut: I took a few of them during chicken processing, and while there's no gory subjects, there might be gore or meat or something uncomfortable to the uninitiated that didn't particularly register with me, so-- mostly it's farm scenery but a bunch of it is indoors because we were slaughtering, so take care if that squicks you. Descriptions are above photos, so you can look at those before you scroll down. I did take gory photos but opted not to even put any up in the photostream; I generally don't. It always seems like a good idea at the time, and then as I'm editing, I'm like, nope, nobody needs to see that! But, meat doesn't register as gore to me, and background blood I just don't even really see, so-- do take care.
Vegetable Manager, enjoying the golden hour with Reno the cat in the garden of mostly his handiwork:
and a close-up of the same subject:
My sister literally rolling her eyes at me because I startled her with the camera during chicken packaging:
Overqualified Moms, on a coffee break after chicken processing:
One of the apprentices, sanitizing a kill cone after processing:
My brother in law, in the act of killing a chicken (out of frame):
My sister, being an enthusiastic dork about something as the eviscerators wait for the line to get moving:
Roosters destined for culling await their fate in coops, giving me lizardy evil eyes:
This team shows off a puzzle they finished together:
This was Farmkid's idea of a good pose. Not a bad instinct.
Some dramatic Swiss chard in the field:
I mostly just needed an excuse to make me use my camera; I hadn't, really, in months. Actually I'd forgotten my camera bag in the yurt on my last trip home, so it was just sitting in there, unused.
So, I just put that lens on the camera and wandered around and documented things, as I used to in my early days on the farm.
Most of the photos aren't any great shakes. This one shows my car parked next to the yurt, and the beds in the garden devoted to flowers, and the bright green square closest to the car is my flax patch.
Some are nice, though, like this one, posed, of my sister and her daughter.
Oh, mild tw for the photos behind the cut: I took a few of them during chicken processing, and while there's no gory subjects, there might be gore or meat or something uncomfortable to the uninitiated that didn't particularly register with me, so-- mostly it's farm scenery but a bunch of it is indoors because we were slaughtering, so take care if that squicks you. Descriptions are above photos, so you can look at those before you scroll down. I did take gory photos but opted not to even put any up in the photostream; I generally don't. It always seems like a good idea at the time, and then as I'm editing, I'm like, nope, nobody needs to see that! But, meat doesn't register as gore to me, and background blood I just don't even really see, so-- do take care.
Vegetable Manager, enjoying the golden hour with Reno the cat in the garden of mostly his handiwork:
and a close-up of the same subject:
My sister literally rolling her eyes at me because I startled her with the camera during chicken packaging:
Overqualified Moms, on a coffee break after chicken processing:
One of the apprentices, sanitizing a kill cone after processing:
My brother in law, in the act of killing a chicken (out of frame):
My sister, being an enthusiastic dork about something as the eviscerators wait for the line to get moving:
Roosters destined for culling await their fate in coops, giving me lizardy evil eyes:
This team shows off a puzzle they finished together:
This was Farmkid's idea of a good pose. Not a bad instinct.
Some dramatic Swiss chard in the field:
