<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16385262</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:57:09.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brenton's Photojournalistic Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentonreeder.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16385262/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentonreeder.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brenton.Reeder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119963255972775085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16385262.post-114575097054447526</id><published>2006-04-22T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T17:09:30.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleveland's Arts Festival</title><content type='html'>Today was the yearly Cross Tie Festival, which showcases artists of all kinds and magnitude, from muscians to painters and sculpters.  I decided to go after I got off of work and it turns out that I've gotten some pretty decent shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/1600/DSC_0256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/320/DSC_0256.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/1600/DSC_0261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/320/DSC_0261.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/1600/DSC_0260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/320/DSC_0260.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/1600/DSC_0263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/320/DSC_0263.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/1600/DSC_0264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/320/DSC_0264.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/1600/DSC_0267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/320/DSC_0267.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16385262-114575097054447526?l=brentonreeder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentonreeder.blogspot.com/feeds/114575097054447526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16385262&amp;postID=114575097054447526' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16385262/posts/default/114575097054447526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16385262/posts/default/114575097054447526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentonreeder.blogspot.com/2006/04/clevelands-arts-festival.html' title='Cleveland&apos;s Arts Festival'/><author><name>Brenton.Reeder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119963255972775085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16385262.post-114118542173397601</id><published>2006-02-28T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T19:57:01.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darkness is Becoming of you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/1600/DSC_0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/320/DSC_0101.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you walked outside in the middle of the night and thought about how cool some things seemed in the middle of the night?  I know that I love doing that, especially on a warm night like tonight.  Well, I saw something that I've had my eye on for the longest time, an imprint in the concrete at the end of the drive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, lighting conditions were not at all optimal, so I had to improvise.  Also, I loved the color that the overhead street lamp was giving off (an orange color, very warm) so I chose to set the camera on the ground, set the shutter speed to about 6 or 8 seconds (NOT 1/6 or 1/8, no sir, these are whole seconds, try holding still that long...not possible.) and opened up the appereture wide.  After a couple of test shots, I was quite pleased with the result.  Now you can obviously tell that its an imprint, but the lighting doesn't really just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;give away&lt;/span&gt; the fact that it was almost ten o'clock at night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16385262-114118542173397601?l=brentonreeder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentonreeder.blogspot.com/feeds/114118542173397601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16385262&amp;postID=114118542173397601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16385262/posts/default/114118542173397601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16385262/posts/default/114118542173397601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentonreeder.blogspot.com/2006/02/darkness-is-becoming-of-you.html' title='Darkness is Becoming of you...'/><author><name>Brenton.Reeder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119963255972775085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16385262.post-114049751256828662</id><published>2006-02-20T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T20:56:49.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Technology Era</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/1600/DSC_0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/400/DSC_0034.jpg" alt="f/5.6; shutter=1.6; ISO=200; Nikon D50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In today's world, what does one see everywhere you could possibly turn? It’s quite obvious that today we live in a technology based world, but I do have a question for the techno-geeks and the cyber freaks. What if, for instance, this technology turned on us? What would happen to us if we found ourselves amidst a disaster where we couldn't have access to computers, files saved to hard drives, intranets, or even worse, the internet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite simply put, I believe we'd be up a creek. On top of that, I believe that is an understatement. We as humans become very dependant very quickly on the things which we create; we become reliant on the things we can imagine. For instance I work for a cellular provider, and when the hurricane entitled Katrina struck the southern coast of &lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Mississippi&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; and &lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Louisiana&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;, our servers went down. For three weeks we had to do everything manually. It seemed like a time warp because we even had to pull out the credit card swipers and actually call in the numbers to get approval codes. That was a month like no other.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;But in so saying, I am not accusing everyone else of being too reliant. I am &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; going to be the first to cast the stones. I also have become too readily reliant on these machines, and honestly, if they ever do malfunction, I will be up a creek with the rest of the world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16385262-114049751256828662?l=brentonreeder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentonreeder.blogspot.com/feeds/114049751256828662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16385262&amp;postID=114049751256828662' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16385262/posts/default/114049751256828662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16385262/posts/default/114049751256828662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentonreeder.blogspot.com/2006/02/technology-era.html' title='Technology Era'/><author><name>Brenton.Reeder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119963255972775085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16385262.post-113677487228582586</id><published>2006-01-08T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T18:47:52.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Certain Ambiance</title><content type='html'>Some things go without saying.  Some things just are.  Wheter we as humans reconize the fact that things can be without explination or not, well, that's just our fault.  For instance, I've noticed that candles tend to give a room a specific ambiance; they give an atomosphere to a room like no other light source could possibly even attempt.  That is why I love the light from candles.  They are lovely, aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/1600/Flame%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/320/Flame%201.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/1600/flame%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/320/flame%202.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16385262-113677487228582586?l=brentonreeder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentonreeder.blogspot.com/feeds/113677487228582586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16385262&amp;postID=113677487228582586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16385262/posts/default/113677487228582586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16385262/posts/default/113677487228582586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentonreeder.blogspot.com/2006/01/certain-ambiance.html' title='A Certain Ambiance'/><author><name>Brenton.Reeder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119963255972775085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16385262.post-113530155714225448</id><published>2005-12-22T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T19:50:07.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bit of Self-Exposure</title><content type='html'>So, I've been out of commision lately because of the lack of the internet. However, thanks to Cable One and a check, I once again have the internet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm excited, because I'm seeing great potiential in lots of things which I'm brewing up in my head. But as for now, I want to post some things which are a bit odd, but I don't really care. I mean, what does it matter, because I myself am odd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/1600/selfportrait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/320/selfportrait.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;input name="add" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/1600/Self%20Portrait%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form target="paypal" action="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr" method="post"&gt;&lt;input name="cmd" value="_cart" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/320/Self%20Portrait%202.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/1600/Self%20Portrait%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;form target="paypal" action="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr" method="post"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16385262-113530155714225448?l=brentonreeder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentonreeder.blogspot.com/feeds/113530155714225448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16385262&amp;postID=113530155714225448' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16385262/posts/default/113530155714225448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16385262/posts/default/113530155714225448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentonreeder.blogspot.com/2005/12/bit-of-self-exposure.html' title='A Bit of Self-Exposure'/><author><name>Brenton.Reeder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119963255972775085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16385262.post-113398452111510437</id><published>2005-12-07T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T11:42:01.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Seeing Leaves (Again)</title><content type='html'>So, if you haven't noticed, I've been taking lots of pictures of leaves and trees and such. Anyway, I do not have any models right now to take pictures of, so I figure, why not post pictures of nature. I do promise though that the next post will &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; be a post of trees. Even if I have to take a picture of the ground [which seems to be an interesting idea]. Oh well, today has been a cloudy day (which is great for portraiture, just so you know) and I decided to get out on campus and take some pictures. I think that these are actually pretty neat. Some are old (they've been cropped) and I will indicate them and the conditions which they were taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/1600/Blogger%20post%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/320/Blogger%20post%201.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Hint of Red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/1600/Bloger%20post%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/320/Bloger%20post%202.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm seeing Red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/1600/Blogger%20post%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/320/Blogger%20post%203.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Changing colors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/1600/leaves%208X10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/320/leaves%208X10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My desktop background (with black screen)&lt;br /&gt;Taken about a week ago.  Clear, beautiful day. &lt;br /&gt;F-5.8; 1/60th sec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16385262-113398452111510437?l=brentonreeder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentonreeder.blogspot.com/feeds/113398452111510437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16385262&amp;postID=113398452111510437' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16385262/posts/default/113398452111510437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16385262/posts/default/113398452111510437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentonreeder.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-seeing-leaves-again.html' title='I&apos;m Seeing Leaves (Again)'/><author><name>Brenton.Reeder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119963255972775085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16385262.post-113332660555426556</id><published>2005-11-29T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T20:56:45.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unseasonal Seasons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/1600/DSC_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/320/DSC_0004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, December is slowly creeping up on us in Mississippi once again, but this year, much like last, the weather is warm, and the leaves have finally started changing colors and dropping off of the tress. Its odd how ridiculously warm it is, but I guess that we as humans can't really change this. I do love the changing colors during this time of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/1600/DSC_0006.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/320/DSC_0006.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, by the way, I am going to start a mailing list to let everyone know when my blogs are updated, recent news, ect.  Anyway, if you want to sign up for it, e-mail me at brentonreeder@gmail.com with the subject line of "Blog Subscription."  I will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; SPAM you, but if you want updates, news, ect., let me know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16385262-113332660555426556?l=brentonreeder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentonreeder.blogspot.com/feeds/113332660555426556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16385262&amp;postID=113332660555426556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16385262/posts/default/113332660555426556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16385262/posts/default/113332660555426556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentonreeder.blogspot.com/2005/11/unseasonal-seasons.html' title='Unseasonal Seasons'/><author><name>Brenton.Reeder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119963255972775085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16385262.post-113273539945004999</id><published>2005-11-23T00:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T00:43:19.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fulfilled Requests</title><content type='html'>After much consideration, I have decided to fulfill the requests of somone by posting my series of "Dripping" images. I am considering using these images as Kitchen Decor, but since I don't have a kitchen, it really won't do me any good right now. Anyway, below are the shots. Enjoy for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken with the Nikon D50.  Shutter speed was 1/500, I belive with an apature of 5.3 and flash.  At least I think that's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/1600/Drip%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/320/Drip%204.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/1600/Second%20Drip.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/320/Second%20Drip.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/1600/Drip%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/320/Drip%203.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16385262-113273539945004999?l=brentonreeder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentonreeder.blogspot.com/feeds/113273539945004999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16385262&amp;postID=113273539945004999' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16385262/posts/default/113273539945004999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16385262/posts/default/113273539945004999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentonreeder.blogspot.com/2005/11/fulfilled-requests.html' title='Fulfilled Requests'/><author><name>Brenton.Reeder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119963255972775085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16385262.post-113263641575277321</id><published>2005-11-21T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T21:05:20.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Reflections</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/1600/DSC_0006.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/320/DSC_0006.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I remember the holiday seasons during my childhood. They were always filled with warmth, excitement, and lots and lots of food. However, some things just stick out in my mind as being reminders of the holiday season. For some reason, sented candles, tablecloths, Christmas trees, and Christmas tree lights all remind me of the holiday season. I think that family is definatly the most important part of the holidays, but what do I know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, I was browsing around one of my cousin's attic the other day (I know, that sounds odd, but what can I say?) and what did I come across? Not a lot, to be honest, but I did manage to get a bunch of neat shots. I think so at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/1600/DSC_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/320/DSC_0002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/1600/DSC_0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/320/DSC_0013.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/1600/DSC_0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16385262-113263641575277321?l=brentonreeder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentonreeder.blogspot.com/feeds/113263641575277321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16385262&amp;postID=113263641575277321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16385262/posts/default/113263641575277321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16385262/posts/default/113263641575277321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentonreeder.blogspot.com/2005/11/holiday-reflections.html' title='Holiday Reflections'/><author><name>Brenton.Reeder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119963255972775085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16385262.post-113251775448303801</id><published>2005-11-20T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T12:15:54.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredeom besets me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I have decided that its about time to post again. I have finally purchased a digital SLR camera; I purchased a Nikon D50. Anyway, I've gotten bored in my dorm room, and I remebered the constant drip that I hear at nights. It actually drives me up the wall, if you can imagine. So I took my camera out friday and shot a few pics of it. This has to be the best of them though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/1600/drip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/320/drip.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16385262-113251775448303801?l=brentonreeder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentonreeder.blogspot.com/feeds/113251775448303801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16385262&amp;postID=113251775448303801' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16385262/posts/default/113251775448303801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16385262/posts/default/113251775448303801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentonreeder.blogspot.com/2005/11/boredeom-besets-me.html' title='Boredeom besets me'/><author><name>Brenton.Reeder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119963255972775085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16385262.post-112736508759744679</id><published>2005-09-21T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T22:00:12.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What should I do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/1600/Torrie_Lee1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/320/Torrie_Lee1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;T. Lee is shy in front of the camera, but somehow I managed to get her to pose for me. She (nor I) wouldn't have this shot any other way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm sitting here reflecting on things that I've done with photography as of yet. I honestly love posing people, making them become happy, and honestly that is what makes me forget about my troubles. I love taking people outdoors for photography as you will see in some of my shots, and I don't honestly see myself doing anything other than shots like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, though, things tend to change. People change their habbits and their ways. As for now, though, this will have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/320/Ben_Wait.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Art class was a way for me to make people pose. It really wasn't too difficult to find models.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16385262-112736508759744679?l=brentonreeder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentonreeder.blogspot.com/feeds/112736508759744679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16385262&amp;postID=112736508759744679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16385262/posts/default/112736508759744679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16385262/posts/default/112736508759744679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentonreeder.blogspot.com/2005/09/what-should-i-do.html' title='What should I do?'/><author><name>Brenton.Reeder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119963255972775085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16385262.post-112596267297567678</id><published>2005-09-05T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T16:31:27.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections of Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/1600/Cole_W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/1553/320/Cole_W.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;C. Wilkerson was a pitcher for our team; he threw precisely and accuratly with every single pitch this season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is the beginning of September, and as the fall begins to set in, I want only to reflect on what has come this summer. I can't help but to wonder what should happen in the nearest of the future, but as for now I only want to think about what has come of this past spring and summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In so much I can recall watching some of my school's baseball games. Being the only sport that I like, I found much enjoyment out of snapping pictures away while watching the games. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16385262-112596267297567678?l=brentonreeder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brentonreeder.blogspot.com/feeds/112596267297567678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16385262&amp;postID=112596267297567678' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16385262/posts/default/112596267297567678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16385262/posts/default/112596267297567678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brentonreeder.blogspot.com/2005/09/reflections-of-summer.html' title='Reflections of Summer'/><author><name>Brenton.Reeder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119963255972775085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
