

Death of a Photography Friend Death of a Photography Friend Tragedy severs and indelibly stains a mark on our repetitive sense of routine normalcy. Such was the day I learned I lost my photography friend. She was a friend in every sense of the word; trustworthy, loyal, encouraging, and ever-present. Regardless of the time, need,…








by Kent Weakley
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Stunning photos. I had a photography ‘friend’ once too. Then after one winter the leaves just did not return. Sad too because I was going to do a yearlong timelapse of it.
Trees can be so magical and make some amazing photos.
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Magical. That is a great way to put it. I agree.
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I lost access to my ‘friend’, an oak, when the county made it a park and limited access to just some trails. Still pining over that one.
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My friends are often flowers and blossoms that are so fleeting. I love capture #4, it reminds me of Le Petit Prince.
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Funny thing about those people that effect our lives so deeply. . .even when they are gone they are always with us. ~ For Love can survive even death.
Beautiful post and your photos. . .WOW!!!
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Those are simply stunning photos. The loss of a steadfast friend is never easy. Lost my 3yo dog a few weeks ago and the loss is palpable. Like your tree, you see it’s beauty, but when it’s gone the absence keeps you longing for it’s return.
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These were lovely! What program is used to do the 360 photo? Is that in photoshop or another plug in?
Its amazing!
Im sorry about your loss -
Thats how I feel about my mother, but she didnt pass away, she is just never there for me, never has been.
SO my homage to her is NOTHING. Very sad.
You were/are lucky to have a relationship with someone so lovely.
That is a blessing and luck.
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Beautiful post and photos, Kent. Thank you!
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[...] put my blinkers on and started shooting. If I had painted the scene myself, or photoshopped in a Kent Weakley tree, it could not have been more [...]
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Thanks for all the great feedback you guys! My Tree is really starting to drop those brown leaves finally. Most of them have held on somehow for over two years. Now with more of the trunk visible, it appears there was a lightning strike, but there’s also a large rotted area on the back side. Either way, I’m shooting the heck out of her. As a matter of fact, I shot her just recently from pre-sunrise to long after sunset and every hour on the hour for a full day. Should be some interesting things to come from that.
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when I was a tree
I stood in the breeze
let the wind
play in my branches
washed by rain
warmed by sun
sheltered many
now that I am not a tree
I stand in the breeze
and remember
the wind
in outstretched arms
sorry for your loss
in memory
♥
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Wow! Fantastic poem, very fitting. Thank you!
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