Dreaming of Jupiter Written by Mike Ross Ghost Rider “To be worth making at all, a journey has to be made in the mind as much as in the world of objects and dimensions.” Ted Simon RDP Monday: SERENE 40.040135 -76.262448 Lancaster, PA, USA Share this:TwitterFacebookPinterestTumblrLike this:Like Loading... Related 26 thoughts on “Dreaming of Jupiter” A great photo! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thanks Marland. I met an Amish Hemp farmer and I was teaching him about growing Marijuana. It was a very surreal morning and I wanted the photo to reflect that. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Was there a horse with this buggy? Or was it one of them new fangled horseless buggy things? LikeLiked by 1 person Reply I combined three hand held images a second apart with HDR software to make this misaligned piece of back road life. You can see it a bit larger here-his hat is floating: https://photographyocd.files.wordpress.com/2019/08/ghost-rider.jpg LikeLiked by 2 people Reply LOVE this! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thanks Fleur, what might seem like a quick shot was actually a lot of work, I mean fun. LikeLike Reply I know what you mean–fun work 🙂 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply I get a little carried away sometimes but most of the time it is fun. LikeLike Reply I can relate–I was writing like a machine all through the night, still haven’t made it to bed…I was way too wound up, having to tell myself to “breathe, already!” Are we all this crazy?? LikeLiked by 1 person Reply We have to seriously analyze our restlessness and figure out, why? I have a very slight feeling it might be the two 32 ounce cups of iced coffee I drink every morning. LikeLike Reply Oh gosh–for me it’s Diet Coke! It’s also the feeling I have, at nearly 67, that time is running out… LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Well it is for all of us but remember its always now. 🙂 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Oh I SO appreciate you reminding me of that, thank you. I never expected/wanted to live this long–and now I’m “here”, an old gal/curmudgeonette, and finding that I finally have a place where I’m welcomed: gobs of fabulous poets with very kind and generous hearts who don’t think I’m the weirdest thing on the planet. So I’m trying to write hard and get all the gusto I’ve missed out on in my younger years. And now I’m yammering/nattering on… I really need to get some sleep. Thanks again for every word you share ❤ You are a huge blessing. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply No thank you Fleur! LikeLike We could do this all day: “thank you”, “no thank YOU!” 🙂 🙂 LikeLiked by 1 person Lets not, take care. LikeLike Bless you! LikeLiked by 1 person Thank you, I just sneezed this second, you must be a mind reader. 😉 LikeLike Hahahahaha, you’re killin’ me! LikeLiked by 1 person Very cool! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thanks V.J., what was cooler was explaining how to grow pot to an Amishman. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Lol! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply I feel the flow of time in this scene. Interesting mirage. Nicely done, Mike. Love it! 🙂 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thanks Olga. The elapsed time was three seconds but the time spent getting there and home and processing the images was considerably longer. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply What a fascinating picture.. You are clever.. 😉 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thanks Lisa, its the invisible horse that’s clever. LikeLike Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.