My R10 has an inbuilt HDR shooting mode. Why wasn’t I using it before? No particular reason.

So, this photo is impossible. That’s the sun resting just on the shoulder of the building, there. This is the sort of thing that would drive film photographers from a few decades ago into apoplectic fits.

Neat.

In other news, I discovered that I was not smart enough to make my argyle watermarking script account for portrait aspect ratio pictures. I’ll have to correct that in the future.

Additional tomfoolery:

Here’s another impossible photo. This one is a focus stacking of about six exposures, which allowed me to get the entire depth of this stone sharp. Obviously focus stacking is nothing new to anyone who follows my… well, let’s not give it a label like “work.”

This gravestone located in the churchyard of the Zion Episcopal Church in Charles Town (not Charleston), West Virginia bears a short poem by Francis Scott Key. There are also several members of the Washington family buried here. Yes, that Washington: As appears on the quarter and the dollar bill, once gnawed down a cherry tree with his wooden teeth he bought for a silver dollar and then threw it across the Potomac, et cetera. Seventy members of his extended family are here, the most interred in any location outside of Mount Vernon.

I’m also partial to this stone. I have no idea whose it is; presumably nobody famous.

Also.

Hey, look. It’s the NSA.