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Let There Be Light...

I always try to photograph the "Let There Be Light" statue whenever I visit Bernheim. Today there was definitely light...


The inscription that goes with the statue.

Butterfly

Classic butterfly at Bernheim Forest.

Your Happy Place

Whenever I hear someone talking about going to "their happy place" I always wonder what it looks like. I'm sure that there must be several that look like this.

Let There Be Light... Again!

Way in the distance is a weathered bronze statue called, "Let There Be Light" by George Grey Barnard, at the gravesite of Isaac W. Bernheim, his wife, daughter and son-in-law. I have always thought the name of the statue makes for a good "Photographer's Prayer". I make sure I get at least one shot of the statue every time I visit...

Lemon Wedge

A resident of the "Edible Garden" at Bernheim Forest. Word has it that these taste like lemon.. :-)

God's Paintbrush

The peaceful and colorful surroundings of he Education Center at Bernheim Forest, a place that looks like it was painted with God's paintbrush.

Let There Be Light

Let There be Light, by George Grey Barnard, at the gravesite of Isaac W. Bernheim, his wife, daughter and son-in-law.

I don't know if there is a photographer's prayer but, if there is not, "Let There Be Light" would be a good one. The words are engraved on the base of the statue.

Turkey Incident

Kentucky has always been known for its giant turkeys. We're not talking 20 pounders here, we're talking about "birds" as large as 700 pounds! Unfortunately, they too are meat eaters. And by "meat" I mean you. That's right, they eat people. They seem to particularly favor tourists. It happens at least once every year, no matter how many public service announcements and warnings are issued by the media.

I happened to be close by during one recent turkey attack. Though there were signs posted everywhere warning tourists to not look too "touristy," this guy just wasn't paying attention. He was snatched up, just like that. Nothing I could do really. He was too far away and it happened too quickly. I barley managed to get this photo and wound up having to shoot from the hip, not even knowing if I got the photo. I later found out from onlookers who knew the victim that his name was Tom. Kind of ironic I thought.

Gobble, gobble!