{"id":918,"date":"2009-04-29T22:56:11","date_gmt":"2009-04-30T04:56:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/?p=918"},"modified":"2009-07-08T22:37:16","modified_gmt":"2009-07-09T04:37:16","slug":"nothing-much-to-do","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/2009\/04\/29\/nothing-much-to-do\/","title":{"rendered":"Nothing Much To Do"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/dsc_9683blog.jpg\" rel=\"lightbox[918]\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/dsc_9683blog-600x398.jpg\" alt=\"dsc_9683blog\" title=\"dsc_9683blog\" width=\"600\" height=\"398\" class=\"aligncenter size-large wp-image-919\" srcset=\"https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/dsc_9683blog-600x398.jpg 600w, https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/dsc_9683blog-300x199.jpg 300w, https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/dsc_9683blog.jpg 900w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 600px) 100vw, 600px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Weird. It&#8217;s been weird this week. It feels like a pocket of calm before everything changes &#8211; again. Gina&#8217;s been out of town this week leaving Abby and me to forge ahead as a duo. Tuesday was extra dull and I asked Abby what she wanted to do and added that watching Calliou was not an option. She said, &#8220;Go to the Big Dam Bridge.&#8221; So that&#8217;s what we did. <\/p>\n<p>I took my 70-300mm telephoto lens with us because I thought maybe there&#8217;d be some gulls flying around, but there weren&#8217;t. We walked up the bridge and watched a storm over Pinnacle Mountain. Then we walked down the bridge and out on an unpaved trail that branches off the North Little Rock River Trail. Abby was looking for fire ants. She&#8217;s taken a liking to stirring up their mounds and watching the ants go nuts and then running away shrieking. We got our shoes muddy and Abby saw some bugs, but no fire ants. <\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/dsc_9698blog.jpg\" rel=\"lightbox[918]\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/dsc_9698blog-600x398.jpg\" alt=\"dsc_9698blog\" title=\"dsc_9698blog\" width=\"600\" height=\"398\" class=\"aligncenter size-large wp-image-920\" srcset=\"https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/dsc_9698blog-600x398.jpg 600w, https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/dsc_9698blog-300x199.jpg 300w, https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/dsc_9698blog.jpg 900w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 600px) 100vw, 600px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>This looks like smog or something, but it was raining pretty hard just on the other side of the I-430 bridge. The rain never got to us, though.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/dsc_9720blog.jpg\" rel=\"lightbox[918]\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/dsc_9720blog-600x398.jpg\" alt=\"dsc_9720blog\" title=\"dsc_9720blog\" width=\"600\" height=\"398\" class=\"aligncenter size-large wp-image-921\" srcset=\"https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/dsc_9720blog-600x398.jpg 600w, https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/dsc_9720blog-300x199.jpg 300w, https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/dsc_9720blog.jpg 900w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 600px) 100vw, 600px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I like the really long lens because it does great things with perspective and depth of field. Behind Abby in this shot there&#8217;s a bridge and big river and a dam but it all goes to some kind of gray amorphousness with the lens at 300mm. <\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/dsc_9727blog.jpg\" rel=\"lightbox[918]\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/dsc_9727blog-600x398.jpg\" alt=\"dsc_9727blog\" title=\"dsc_9727blog\" width=\"600\" height=\"398\" class=\"aligncenter size-large wp-image-922\" srcset=\"https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/dsc_9727blog-600x398.jpg 600w, https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/dsc_9727blog-300x199.jpg 300w, https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/dsc_9727blog.jpg 900w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 600px) 100vw, 600px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Abby found some sand to play in and then cried when she realized we didn&#8217;t have her plastic beach shovel with us. Don&#8217;t be fooled by her facial expressions. She was having a good time.<\/p>\n<p>Then I taught her how to levitate:<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/dsc_9781blog.jpg\" rel=\"lightbox[918]\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/dsc_9781blog-600x398.jpg\" alt=\"dsc_9781blog\" title=\"dsc_9781blog\" width=\"600\" height=\"398\" class=\"aligncenter size-large wp-image-923\" srcset=\"https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/dsc_9781blog-600x398.jpg 600w, https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/dsc_9781blog-300x199.jpg 300w, https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/dsc_9781blog.jpg 900w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 600px) 100vw, 600px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Weird. It&#8217;s been weird this week. It feels like a pocket of calm before everything changes &#8211; again. Gina&#8217;s been out of town this week leaving Abby and me to forge ahead as a duo. Tuesday was extra dull and I asked Abby what she wanted to do and added that watching Calliou was not &hellip;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[3,7,81,21,78,37],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-918","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-abby","category-arkansas","category-arkansas-river","category-family-fun","category-little-rock","category-photography","entry entry-center"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/918","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=918"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/918\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":925,"href":"https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/918\/revisions\/925"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=918"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=918"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dondailey.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=918"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}