PSA by Miles Morgan

PSA by Miles Morgan

PSA = Public Service Announcement Nothing new or special about this image. It’s a well known location that has been shot supremely by all the greats, including Ryan, Chip, and Marc. So why bother to post the shot then? Well, I’lll tell you why. I have a bone to pick, and it’s a big one. This shot was made during a whirlwind 1500+ mile 3 day road trip with my buddy Ryan Buchanan (RyBu… so as not to get mixed up with RyDy). We scoured the entire state trying to find SOME sort of light, but it was one of those weird Oregon spring stretches where literally the entire NW was covered with nothing but clear skies. We managed to track down a couple of clouds on this evening in what amounted to the only decent light on this trip. I’m still cross because RyBu found a better comp than me during the twilight period. This became a recurring theme during our little sojourn, hence I will never be inviting him on a photo trip again. (Kidding if you don’t know me well enough to know that… About not inviting him back. Not about his comps. He crushed my soul) Anyway, back to the point. So after this evening we trekked down south and continued our futile attempt at finding good light for sunrise. A busted morning later, we found a random spot for some breakfast and settled in with the locals for some eats. We meander up, slowly swing the door open, and there they were. It was like a scene straight out of the movies. Golden spot light. Angels singing. I suddenly become much more tan. In front of us was a gigantic tray of homemade, freshly baked muffins. They were glorious. I immediately spotted the Raspberry Chocolate Chip. Amazing. I could actually feel my saliva starting to generate. We were seated quickly by an affable hostess, and given our menus. Frankly I wasn’t interested in anything but my muffin (that sounds just… wrong. But you know what I mean). Shortly thereafter, our delightful server came up and asked if we needed something to drink. I might have casually mentioned that she really shouldn’t be interested in RyBu’s drink order whatsoever, but that I would like a Raspberry Chocolate Chip muffin please. And one more for the road (which of course meant I would finish it before we left the parking lot). I believe her exact words were “Coming right up!” This is where things start to turn slightly darker. The angelic light from the entrance turned stormy. The music changed to more of a Mozart’s Requiem kind of theme. She returned with RyBu’s stupid coffee. “I’m sorry, we are sold out of the Raspberry Chocolate Chip Muffins”, she said cheerfully. Suddenly her sunshiny attitude seemed far less charming. “What do you mean? There were about 10 of them when I walked in 3 minutes ago!” “Yes”, she giggled (wipe that smile off your mouth, woman… I thought) “Someone just came in and bought them all! We are very well known for our muffins!” I had to settle for blueberry. BLUEBERRY. Yawn!!! So average!! So boring!! Point of the story, if you are the greedy b%stard that came in and ordered all the damned Raspberry Chocolate Chip Muffins, you are VERY lucky they wouldn’t let me review the security camera footage. THERE ARE OTHER PEOPLE OUT THERE WHO WANT RASPBERRY CHOCOLATE CHIP MUFFINS TOO, MR or MRS SELFISH!! You may now proceed with your day. And no, I will NOT disclose the location so you punks can go down and savor my muffins. (I really do need to come up with a different phrase). PSA, out. Oh yeah, and before you ask: Yes the birds are real, but no this certainly isn’t one frame. They were shot at a much faster shutter speed and longer focal length and then blended in to the scene. Don’t like it? Bring me a freaking muffin and we can talk.

Miles Morgan: Photos