Family, food, furry friends.
That’s what Louisiana is to me.
Louisiana was never home for me. Or at least never felt like home. It was always this place I would visit once or twice a year from North Carolina, or Germany, or Texas. Those places were home to me. At some point my mom moved to Louisiana and so Louisiana became the place I visit for the holidays again even though I’ve never really lived there. It’s my holiday home?
My family lives in Colfax Lousiana, a small perish 30 minutes way from the nearest town. Which has zero starbucks (that are not in a grocery store). Three and a half hours North West of New Orleans
I was running on dial-up speed internet, but at least I had lots of opportunities to get comfortable with my Canon M50.
An(other) Attempt at Star Photography
My mom’s house is far enough remove from the city I thought I would try to take some star photos to see how they turned out.
I should have grabbed some pictures of the setup… I had my canon m50 on a Jobi gorilla pod in the middle of the freezing (42°F) near pitch black. Only a few inches off the ground trying to set the manual focus on my electronic viewfinder. Luckily my camera does have focus peaking which helped a ton. It would have taken me a lot longer to get these shots without it.
The light you see causing a lot of noise in the photo bellow is coming from the neighbor’s porch light.
Coming Back to Seattle
It still feels strange to be “coming home” to Seattle, calling Washington my home. I am excited to explore this state and get as much as I can from the PNW, but I can see myself being somewhere completely different next year.