Some images, just like some people, break all the rules. And yet they have that ... ummm ... je ne sais quoi. Or as Philadelphians would say ...they have that, "I got no stinkin clue". This is one of those. The crop is hideous. The subject's outline is mangled by the person behind him. The window glass blurs his fantastic hat. BUT ... his expression is priceless! Woohoo!! He saved my butt! Let's call him Martin Chuzzlewit ... not to be confused with Mr. Pecksniff or the younger Martin C.
I shot a lot of buggies in Lancaster County PA that day. Here's another. These buggies were moving surprisingly fast for only having two horsepower (sic). So fast, in fact, it was difficult to get them sharp and I was trying to be discrete so I used my Sigma 150mm (it's the longest lens I have).
Doesn't everyone resonate with the idea of slower and simpler lives? My wife and I spend a few weekends a year in Lancaster slowing ourselves down. Watching simple folk live simple lives. Not many of them have blogs since ... well ... umm ... they don't use ELECTRICITY!! Ok, that's a fallacy. They use a little bit. But no blogs. No Canon 5D mark II's. No Macbooks or photoshop. No twittering or flickring. They don't buy buggies on Ebay or Craigslist for that matter. Drudge is the stuff that you sweep out of the stalls ... wow! ... I really need to get a life.
We usually go to the same B&B (shout out to the Inn at Twin Linden!!). The gardens are gorgeous and the German / Dutch food is ... well ... fattening fer sure. Deep fried chicken in pure lard ...veggies fresh off the vine ... milk that still moos ... steaks that still give milk (eww) ... yummm, numm, nummm.
Ok, enough rambling. Here's another shot for the road (hehehe). Get it!? The road! Get it!?
Why do you guys read this nonsense!?!!!!
Bye for now and peace,
Glen
