Photowalk Success

Last Saturday, we managed to suffer through gorgeous weather, a lively group of old friends and new ones and the hardship of having to walk through the living history of Williamsburg.  Each of the 22 photographers, as well as the very young 4-legged walker seemed to be able to handle it all. 

Husky Puppy

We are waiting to see what each person uploads as their best shot.  What impresses me each time is just how differently we all see the world around us. Photowalkers in a pack

As the group progressed along the route we ran into a few unexpected characters and events.  The Marquis de Lafayette stopped and spoke to us.

 

We ran into the militia gathering on the lawn.

Saw a couple of gentlemen commuting to work.

Witnessed ladies sharing the latest news and one, just strolling through the town.

The head furniture maker is quite photogenic and seems to wind up in one picture every time we go down there.  The combination of the natural light and his craggy features just work in images.  

So what made it successful?  The chance to get out and just take pictures.

  We’ll see everyone next year.

 

Colonial Williamsburg

Roger, Sarah and I spent the weekend in the 18th century, and it was inspiring. The photowalk on Sunday was a blast, despite the cloudy weather, but Roger was the walk leader, so he will write about it in his side of the blog.  The three of us spent all day Saturday, taking our time exploring the town and the little artisan shops. We had the opportunity to meet the oxen on the farm.

They seemed to be enjoying their day off, but that cud (sic) just be my imagination.  We cobbled together a full day of sightseeing.  Photographically, I tried to exclude the evidence of this century from the pictures. The cooler temps helped keep the crowds down, which made the framing of the shots much easier. One of the neat things the visitor center now provides is the opportunity to rent period costumes for the day.  This little girl seemed right at home. The town crier was happily announcing a merchandise sale on the green, while the apothecary worked away in her shop.  Each of the craftsmen and women really get into the details of preserving the skills of their trades.  The wheelwright was ironing out some of his issues, while we watched.  At the end of the day we visited the Governor’s palace.  I can remember visiting here and being duly impressed when I was 6.  It still impresses today.   All I will show of the photowalk is the picture we took of the photographer shooting our group portrait.  Tough to shoot when you are laughing.