Photography And Half-Thoughts By Mitchell Hegman

...because some of it is pretty and some of it is not.

Saturday, March 10, 2018

A Change in Hair Color Changes Everything


The other day, I bumped into a woman who immediately called me by name and struck up a conversation.  I recognized her face, but could assign neither name nor any thread of connection to my life.
I tried to place her as we spoke, but nothing surfaced.
I mean nothing.
I walked away from our chance meeting very frustrated by an utter lack of registration within my memory.  I spent hours following the meeting scouring through my brain in an effort to place the woman.
What the hell is wrong with me and my brain?
This morning, at once and out of the blue, the woman popped into my head with a completely different hair color and I immediately recognized her.
-- Mitchell Hegman

Friday, March 9, 2018

Thursday, March 8, 2018

A Blade of Grass


A blade of grass, without thought, does the best it can every day with what it has been provided.  Why shouldn’t we, augmented by positive thoughts, make the same efforts?
 -- Mitchell Hegman

Wednesday, March 7, 2018

Leaving Yellowstone


Posted today are photographs from the upper terraces of Mammoth Hot Springs, a photo of the Roosevelt Arch at the north entrance to Yellowstone Park, and a photograph of a couple bull elk just off the road near Gardiner, Montana.
 -- Mitchell Hegman

Tuesday, March 6, 2018

A Wintertime Fox


Just above the steaming orange and white travertine steps at Mammoth Hot Springs, a fox detached itself from the evergreens and pranced across the snow before dropping onto the cleared roadway.  Once on the roadway the fox, nose down, zig-zagged back and forth across the asphalt heading directly toward our car.
Naturally, that brought the car to a full stop.  I jumped outside and began snapping photographs.  The fox approached to within a dozen feet of me before leaping back onto the snow above the roadway and vanishing amid the blue shadows of evergreens once more.
-- Mitchell Hegman 

Monday, March 5, 2018

Where the Buffalo Roam


I am in Gardiner, Montana, for a teaching engagement.  I will be conducting a National Electrical Code refresher with electricians employed by Yellowstone National Park today.
It’s not all that difficult to figure out you are at the edge of the park when you are in Gardiner.  It’s pretty obvious when you walk out to the parking lot where you are staying and immediately bump into Bison wandering through.
-- Mitchell Hegman 

Sunday, March 4, 2018

Something Other Folks Said


“It is to be observed that ‘angling’ is the name given to fishing by people who can’t fish.”
—Stephen Leacock

“If at first you don’t succeed, find out if the loser gets anything.”
—William Lyon Phelps

“Frisbeetarianism is the belief that when you die, your soul goes up on a roof and gets stuck.”
—George Carlin