This weeks blessing: a few minutes on Sunday when there was nowhere to go, nobody to be with, nothing to say. I was on my own in thick of some Sunday sunlight and silence, so I took my camera and went for a ride. I like to go to the familiar places and try to see something differently.
Though I live in a historic, picture-postcard-perfect little town, I find it a bit uninteresting. So looking at those things that bore me in a way that is interesting is a challenge. I don't care but I want to care but I don't want to take the time to care. But Sunday I did. While I was trying to photograph a 17th century farmhouse, I turned and had a good look at the barn. The light seemed to have slipped under the clouds and taken on a life of its own. The greens became golden and the air was like liquid gold. The light was like a child running around a newly raked back yard on a cold afternoon. It was gorgeous.
I didn't quite capture that quality of the light here, but I sure did feel it. I think that is the true fun of photography for me these days. With the camera in hand, I am searching for the beautiful or at least a way of looking that captures beauty. It's a nice break; sometimes it's good to be alone.
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Though I live in a historic, picture-postcard-perfect little town, I find it a bit uninteresting. So looking at those things that bore me in a way that is interesting is a challenge. I don't care but I want to care but I don't want to take the time to care. But Sunday I did. While I was trying to photograph a 17th century farmhouse, I turned and had a good look at the barn. The light seemed to have slipped under the clouds and taken on a life of its own. The greens became golden and the air was like liquid gold. The light was like a child running around a newly raked back yard on a cold afternoon. It was gorgeous.
I didn't quite capture that quality of the light here, but I sure did feel it. I think that is the true fun of photography for me these days. With the camera in hand, I am searching for the beautiful or at least a way of looking that captures beauty. It's a nice break; sometimes it's good to be alone.
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