Welcome to the rt tulley photography blogIt features photos, text, and poetry.April 4Practice
I am thankful for practice. It is only through practice that we get better. And practice can be fun and not just drudgery and routine.
This photo is obviusly taken at the golf range, specifically at the Oaks of Sherwood Golf Course (previously called Sherwood Forest Country Club). It is the golf course I grew up playing with my father. Practice back then used to be so much more difficult because we had to provide and pick up our own golf balls. Nowadays, you just pay money and get a bucket of balls and they pick them up for you. It was free back then and gave you exercise but was much more dangerous as you attempted to dodge the balls being hit at you while you picked yours up. I have occasionally ventured back to the old days by going to a local school playground or football field (when there are no kids around) and hit there and then pick up the golf balls.
I really enjoy practicing golf by hitting golf balls at the range. When it becomes mundane, I like to imagine playing holes - I'll pretend I'm playing each hole in sequence, start with the club I would hit on that hole, hit the ball, see where it went and then go on to pretend I'm hitting hit my second shot based on the result of the first shot, until I finish a few "holes". Of course, I always do much better in these semi-imaginary rounds than I do on the course. I used to even practice my chipping game at home by playing nine or eighteen holes with the trees serving as targets for my chips. The trick is to hit the golf balls just hard enough to barely graze the tree but not so hard as to have the ball ricochet off the tree and hit you in the head! The fewer self inflicted wounds you have, the better you have done.
practice makes perfect
practice makes perfect a wise man once said sure it makes one better but what was going through his head perfect is not a word that’s in my limited vocabulary i practice and practice and practice and may be better by next january but perfect? naw not me it seems i’ll be perfect one day in my nightly dreams. © rt tulley April 3Growth
I am thankful for growth. Without growth we would stagnate or regress. Even though we stop growing physically, we should strive to grow inwardly by studdying, searching, observing, and getting involved.
This photo is of new oak leaves soon after they began to grow again once spring hit. I love the yellow-green color of new leaves and the setting sun lit them up nicely.
growth spurt
my mom says i am just having a growth spurt i don’t know about that i think i have a shrinking shirt and my pants as well i cannot wiggle into them and as far as i can tell my voice just squeaks and goes ahem but in regards to that growth spurt theory this may come as a surprise ‘cause to me i don’t seem bigger next to all the other guys. © rt tulley April 2Truth/Honesty
I am thankful for the truth and for honesty. I try to be honest and truthful, but sadly, I cannot say that I always do so. As people, we appreciate others who are honest because we know we will always get the truth from them. People who lie all the time become victims of the 'boy who cried wolf' syndrome - nobody believes anything he/she says even in the rare instance when they do tell the truth. More often than not, it is better to grit your teeth and tell the truth. When we tell lies and fabricate complex scenarios to supposedly protect ourselves, we generally dig ourselves a deeper hole and end up far worse than we would have been if we had just 'fessed up in the beginning.
In yesterday's blog I lied through my teeth - although I hope you will excuse me because April Fool's Day may exonerate me from the truth when I was just pranking. Even though it was April Fool's Day, and I was careful not to hurt anyone, make fun of anyone, or embarass anyone, I feel extremely guilty about the ruse. I think implanted in our brains or souls is the knowledge and inner feeling that to lie is wrong. We should learn to pay attention to that inner voice that tries to keep us on the straight and narrow. We tend to try to justify our actions and in doing so too often can silence that inner voice to us.
To tell the truth does mean to tell the "whole truth". Telling a partial truth can be more damaging than a complete lie. The reason for this is that when you hear things that are verified to be true, but a lie is inserted, you are more likely to accept that lie as truth than if everything were lies. My April Fools Day Blog may have looked legitimate because I included so many factual things about Barrow, Alaska (assuming my Wikipedia sources were accurate). The people that really know me probably weren't fooled in spite of all the facts. The truth is that I do enjoy the occasional snowfall but the operative word is occasional. Otherwise, why would I be living in the south?
In trying to come up with a photo representative of truth, I thought of when you are sworn-in in the courts and you place your left hand on the Bible and raise your right hand and then asked "Do you solemnly swear or affirm that you will tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help you God?" I think it is just as important for us to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, even if we aren't swearing on a Bible. God hears us no matter where our hands are placed. Nowadays, the use of the Bible for swearing in is declining but the meaning of a person's word should be just as solid as if there were a Bible involved.
The Bible in the photo was my first Bible and was given to me by my grandparents, Fred and Mary Tulley in 1960. The candles - I don't know, I just thought they added a nice touch to the photo but they could represent "the light" of honesty.
i cannot tell a lie
george washington is famous for saying “i cannot tell a lie i cut down the cherry tree so of my guilt you i officially notify” but here’s the truth and why he didn’t tell a lie yes, george cut down the tree but he used it as an alibi to keep his dad from noticing to keep his dad from knowing that he had eaten all the cherries from the tree that were growing so he chopped it quickly down hoping his dad wouldn’t see that all of the cherries were missing from that tree (with apologies to george washington – i likewise cannot tell a lie i made this entire story up so now the truth i clarify). © rt tulley April 1Sneaux
I am thankful for sneaux (in case you didn't know, sneaux is Louisianian for snow). Snow occurs rarely in Louisiana, and, no, it has not snowed in Baton Rouge this year. I was hoping for some so I could include a snow photo as a Photo of the Day, but as there was none, I decided to put in an old one anyway. This photo was actually taken on December 11, 2008. In Baton Rouge, we had snow one day each in the years 2008, 2009, and 2010, and by my records, little or none since. But I do love taking photos of snow.
Which leads me to my announcement. Because of my love for snow and the lack of it in Baton Rouge, I have decided to undertake a permanent residency change. I have accepted a job in the clinical laboratory at Samuel Simmonds Memorial Hospital in Barrow Alaska. Barrow is an interesting city. It is the northernmost city in the United States and is 320 miles north of the Arctic Circle. You might recall, that it was the location of two fairly recent movies: Big Miracle with Drew Barrymore, about the true story of the rescue of whales trapped under the ice near Point Barrow and 30 Days of Night about vampires enjoying the city because of the polar night, which they actually have for 65 days beginning in November. It is also the land of the midnight sun from May until the end of July.
We will begin our flight tomorrow morning to Fairbanks, and on to Wiley Post-Will Rogers Memorial Airport in Barrow. I am excited about this opportunity to get back to the lab and do some dog sledding, whaling, and photography of snow, polar bears, and other scenery in the northern regions. Beth will transfer from LSU to Ilisagvik College in Barrow and Bebe will be able to do her art full time and sell it to the local native Inupiats. I think John can book some gigs at one of the local clubs in Barrow. They are starved for live music there.
sneaux
i am looking forward to the midnight sun glow the artic temps and the white white sneaux the romantic dark of the polar night where the sun doesn’t rise and there is no light and i will learn so much for they have a two year school but if you believe any of this then you are an april fool! © rt tulley
March 31Easter
I am thankful for Easter. Easter is much more than just another holiday for Christians, for upon it was built the Church. Even though Jesus was tortured and killed at the hand of man, He overcame and forgave.
The photo was taken a couple of Easters ago at my church, Broadmoor Presbyterian Church in Baton Rouge, looking up through the Easter Lilies toward the empty cross in the foreground, and the stained glass radiant cross above.
forgive them
Father forgive them for they know not what they do they muddle through life oft’ times unaware of You head in the clouds or head hiding within the sand oh witness these follies oblivious to My command but however sad this fact is true I have erased every soil that these men do so I suffer in silence at the dreadful fallen hand of man to elevate them again that was My purpose; that was My plan. © rt tulley
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