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Michael Garbutt !elgarbo (https://www.deviantart.com/elgarbo) is a big proponent of shooting sunrises. Living on the east coast of Australia offers him a few more dramatic choices than I can find living 300 miles inland in Mississippi. But I knew the Sunday after Christmas, I would have another shot. My aunt and uncle live on an oxbow lake that was once part of the Yazoo River channel. The portion behind their property is lined with bald cypress trees and more or less headed north-south. Since they live on the west bank, that means the sun rises over the far bank. So into the car went the big camera, along with a compass and the tripod. After looking at the weather foreca

Even without the Cuervo Gold and the fine Columbian, Saturday night was a wonderful thing. I spent an evening with Donald Fagen and Walter Becker in an amphitheater with incredible ambiance and enjoyed a great concert. How many other bands could open and close a show with the same song (more on that later)? A few months ago, a friend saw Steely Dan perform in Orange Beach. It was such a great concert, she started looking the next morning for a way to see them again. Memphis was sold out. Atlanta was in. So Saturday morning, I set out for points east. On a side note, don't always trust internet maps and Atlanta has way too many streets with

It hasn't been a good day. I had to work on a Saturday, starting at 7:30 a.m. Things were going great. Then I dropped and broke a lens. For the Elvis Presley Festival, I had already shot a 5K run, a reenactment of Presley buying his first guitar and a parade (of Elvis Impersonators). Then came the Elvis Pet Look Alike Contest. It's really hokey but you can always get interesting (if not good) pictures for the paper. This year, somebody brought in a pet cow, complete with white satin, sequined cape. I knew there was no way to fit a cow in the frame with a telephoto lens. So out came the wide angle. In my zeal to get the shot, I forgot to zip