During the night the temperature dropped to -1 °C. In the morning I walked for 2 1/2 hours in Luukki. I ate frozen lingonberries, and they were very sweet.
Yesterday I charged the car battery, and it works all right once again. Apparently I should use the car more to keep the battery charged.
The photographs were taken at Pirttimäki on October 10th.
(Posting title is from the poem Power in Silence by Michael Field.)
Earlier this week I wrote about my car, which is over 15 years old. It so happened that yesterday the car wouldn't start, apparently the battery was drained, perhaps due to how little I have been using it recently. I'm starting to speculate about getting a newer one. But as a positive consequence of car troubles, I have already got nine hours of exercise this week.
The photographs were taken on October 10th at lake Hynkänlampi.
(Posting title is from the poem Contents Page by Stephen Edgar.)
On October 10th I walked at Pirttimäki early in the morning. The clouds parted.
(Posting title is from the poem What Is the Field? by Leila Wilson.)
These photographs were taken on October 6th in Helsinki. I commuted by car because of meetings, and I got stuck in a traffic jam. It took 1 1/2 hours to get home.
My car is over 15 years old, but I had something even older that was still working, namely an electric shaver, which was from the 1990s. However, two weeks ago it finally got broken. I bought a new one, one of the cheaper models. It seems to work quite all right, but I'm not convinced about the durability. The more expensive models seemed to be even worse in this regard, as they are packed with unneeded features and complicated technology.
(Posting title is from the poem After Fifty Years by William Faulkner.)
You may have noticed that the poems I have been using as the source of posting titles have been rather moody recently. It is the dark, creeping.
(Posting title is from the poem Another Elegy by Jericho Brown.)
I did some work in the garden during the weekend, and today I had sore muscles. At work I had meetings one after another, and it was somewhat taxing to keep on sitting. I commuted by bicycle, which was good, even though the streets were slippery due to fallen leaves.
The photographs were taken on October 4th.
(Posting title is from the poem This Is the Time of Grasshoppers and All That I See Is Dying by Adrian C. Louis.)
I got plenty of exercise during the weekend, not only walking but also doing some work in the garden. The last leaves are falling off trees, and forests are getting to be bare, ready for winter.
The photographs were taken in Velskola on October 3rd.
(Posting title is from the poem The Minks by Toi Derricotte.)
On October 3rd I went to Velskola, and walked past lake Pitkäjärvi, circled around lake Kattilajärvi, and returned via lake Vääräjärvi. Autumn colors started to be in prominence.
Today I walked for 2 h 15 minutes at lake Myllyjärvi near Pirttimäki, exploring the nearby lakes and forests. It starts to be near the end of the autumn colors season.
Yesterday I wrote about the problems I'm having with the rear dial of the Panasonic LX100. When using the P mode, the rear dial can activate by itself and change the aperture and speed settings. Well, I realized today that there is an easy cure: switching to aperture priority mode. In fact, aperture priority has been my choice since I bought my first camera, the Minolta XG-1, and I have been using it with the LX3 and LX5. However, last spring I switched to P mode when I noticed that it works quite well on the LX100, making more or less the same choices I would normally be making when using aperture priority. Now the dark season is once again upon us, so it may be easiest to set the aperture ring to f/1.7 and keep it there.
(Posting title is from the poem The Green Flash by Derek Walcott.)
It starts to be the dark season once again. The length of day is still almost 9 1/2 hours, so it is not that bad, but when the leaves fall off trees, the landscape becomes much more dark. Today it rained, and the bicycle got extremely dirty. It was also slippery because of wet leaves covering the road surface.
I have taken over 60,000 photographs with the Panasonic LX100. That is quite little compared to the 400,000 photographs taken with the LX3/LX5, but it is still quite a lot for one year. I got my hands on the LX100 on October 31st, 2014, and it has been mostly good.
Well, there have been some disappointments as well. One of these is the macro mode, which quite often focuses on the background if the subject in front doesn't cover enough of the area. When taking pictures of plants etc., it is often required to first focus on something larger at the same distance, for example the hand, and then point the camera to the subject.
Another disappointment is the rear dial around the four-way controller in the back of the camera. It has stopped working properly; either it doesn't work at all, or then it works too eagerly. In a way this is not a new thing, as I had a similar problem with the LX5. The click wheel stopped working, probably due to dust.
With the LX100 the rear dial has become sometimes unresponsive, or then extremely sensitive to movement, so that it jumps to a random position when one touches it even a little bit. So, it is almost impossible to use it for changing settings, and one easily changes some settings when touching the dial by accident. For example, when using the P mode, one changes the combination of aperture and shutter speed via the rear dial, and these setting easily get changed by mistake.
(Posting title is from the poem The Waste Carpet by William Matthews.)
These photographs were taken while walking from lake Hepolampi to lake Myllyjärvi on September 27th.
Today I commuted by bus and train, and it rained. Leaves are falling off trees in Helsinki.
(Posting title is from the poem Defense Mechanism by Calvin Thomas Jr.)
These photographs were taken at lake Häkläjärvi on September 27th.
(Posting title is from the poem Elegy in an Abandoned Boatyard by Dave Smith.)
I'm rather tired, because I traveled for 25 hours, to Lisbon and back, meeting a couple of dozen colleagues from different countries. I spent nine hours in the air, 13 hours in Lisbon, and the rest in logistics at/to/from airports.
I didn't get much sleep for two consecutive nights, and when sitting I'm all the time near falling asleep. I took some photographs in Lisbon, walking up and down the hills, but I will take some time until I have time to go through them. While waiting one can look at Andreas' photographs taken in Lisbon, he visited there earlier than me.
These photographs were taken on September 27th near lake Myllyjärvi, north of Pirttimäki.
(Posting title is from the poem The Seafarer by Ezra Pound.)
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