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here Shaking hands before the start of the sporting clays competition.
Tramadol Online Pay With Mastercard It’s Sunday. That means it’s time for a Vermont Chronicles post on Chi Wulff. This time? A bit less fish and scenery, a bit more guys and guns. And, yeah, a bit of tweed (it’s the NE).
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https://www.mreavoice.org/vxykztoomdm Double duty—fly rods and camera. Missouri River, Montana, Spring 2013.
Discount Tramadol Online It’s been a busy week here at FGP, and the coming weeks look to be only getting busier. There’s truth in the fact that we wouldn’t put our hearts and souls into something we don’t truly love, and that we should do work for ourselves. There’s a writers maxim that you should only write what you want to; write for yourself, what you would want to read.
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get link It’s been a record-breaking week for Fire Girl traffic… popped 1,000 likes on Facebook and had my first Instagram post with well over 100 likes. We all roll our eyes at social media (at least I know I do, multiple times a day) but it’s nice to know some folks are reading this drivel and the entire world doesn’t think I’m crazy. (I know some of you do, and totally I’m okay with that. I wonder myself from time to time.)
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https://alldayelectrician.com/3mzui7ud6 So it was pretty incredible to work as the contract photographer for this weekend’s event, running around like mad documenting the two days of clays shooting, shopping, falconry, dog training, Land Rover off road driving… the list goes on and on. Talk about a target rich environment for the camera.
https://lpgventures.com/z638okmj0 I had a bachelorette party Friday night (dancing and clubbing and heels), got home and slept a few precious hours, then loaded up the gear and headed south. As I learned in Russia, the beauty of working when exhausted is mental filters just go away and stuff happens. The body, the brain, and the eye go on automatic.
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https://dcinematools.com/i26vpqel I’m off to fish the Ausable in the Adirondacks with a large group from the Orvis Creative Services gang this weekend. Should be interesting; I’m bringing both camera and fishing gear. I’m eager to try out a new waterproof camera bag setup I picked up, and will report back soon!
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https://onlineconferenceformusictherapy.com/2025/02/22/enjapu0mbx0 Today was a good day. I wrote before even heading into the office, editing down a piece for a UK publication. Once in the office, I wrote some more. Attended meetings. Talked social media. Talked branding. Talked marketing strategy and planning. Drank lots of tea. Wrote a little more. Put out a few fires, and maybe lit one or two.
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https://alldayelectrician.com/q1bbrq19j5h I took my camera.
https://www.mbtn.net/?p=73dmot1p For the past several years, my camera has become an extension of my body. It went where I went. We camped rough in the deserts of south Texas. Explored and documented during a US Army nighttime infiltration course. Floated and fished countless rivers and waters and byways. We rode helicopters in Russia and stalked wolves in Yellowstone.
So, I realize when I say the camera came to the office with me, it sounds rather dull.
Except it wasn’t.
In a newfound bid to keep my sanity (or maybe find it, it’s still up for debate pending who you talk to) I’m working on a project this fall to document the little “odds and ends” here in Vermont. The little tidbits that often go unnoticed—the moss on a rock wall, the second-long glimpse of a lake through the trees as I bump along a dirt road. It’s more of a personal challenge than anything, but I needed another long-term project to work on.
And so.
Today’s lunchtime jaunt into the hills surrounding the office was the first of many. Looking forward to the color of fall and all the adventures it brings.
In other news, I’m working the weekend in the Hudson River Valley, photographing the Orvis Game Fair at Sandanona. If you are there, look for the girl with the camera and say hi. The next weekend will be spend fishing, photographing, and exploring on the Ausable River and the Adirondacks.
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Taking the Orvis Trout Bum product development team fishing Friday morning.
Another round of weekend reading on Chi Wulff. Head on over and let me know what you think!
Next weekend I’m covering the Orvis Game Fair, and the weekend after that chasing trout and fall foliage north at the Ausable River. Somewhere, in the midst, articles are written and photographs are taken.
More to come.
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A U.S. Army recruit crosses a series of roped bridges during a training session at Fort Leonard Wood, Missouri.
Somehow, little seemed more appropriate for the thirteenth anniversary of 9/11 and the beginning of subsequent events.
And certainly, bearing in mind today’s political climate, the nearly century-old words still ring true.
In Flanders Fields
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
-John McCrae, May 1915
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