There is an upside to the late sunsets in early summer in Florida. Usually I’d rather have an early sunset so I can be home in time to relax and check my photos. But on this day when we had a meeting of our photography club we could catch the sunset on the way home. Plus this was the first time all day that it felt good to be outside. Actually the first time in many days that it was nice to be outside. And our fearless leader suggested a new-to-us spot to watch the sunset happen. What a find! Thanks Jeff!
I was watching TV in my little house. My recently acquired app that predicts how good sunrises and sunsets might be had me happy to stay home, it wasn’t going to be much. From my chair I can see a sliver of the western sky above the sheers in the Florida room, and it looked dull and gray. But down the hallway is a back door with a little diamond shaped window in it, and when I noticed it glowing red I stepped outside to see this amazing chunk of sky. So my trip out for the sunset took me only 10 feet out the back door, but it was the prettiest one I’d seen in a while.
I was up early enough that any of my favorite sunrise locations could be reached in time. The sky, however, didn’t look all that promising, so I let the price of gas decide where to go for me. I stuck to my 4 mile trip to the Pithlachascottee River overpass, and it looked quite promising when I arrived. The lights and their reflections looked nice, and the sky held a hint of color. At least the iPhone photos were bringing out the light. Did the sky ever catch fire? No, it stayed pretty well subdued, but I have to admit that it felt good to get out early, when the temperature was a humid 74. The Sunshne State is living up to it’s name lately.
Things have slowed down at the rookery. There were a few ducklings as you see in the profile picture, but you also wee the water lilies that have completely taken over the water there. The decibel level is down with the few remaining babies calling out to be fed. The grassy slope we stand on to shoot has been overtaken by sandy looking spots, which I attempted to avoid in my flip flops but I still managed to come away with a fresh crop of fire ant bites. The great egrets were the only action to focus on while we were there, and I can’t say for sure if they are an adult and baby or two siblings practicing their poses. It’s a privilege to witness this cycle of life yet again. Nature truly amazes.
The stage was set. Adirondack chairs in place. The tantalizing aromas of all the various restaurants made it hard to choose just one. Which is why my plan was to get a little something from a few of them, in the interests of providing a fair and balanced report on the festivities. Our first stop was the Brew Pub, where my friend quickly spotted a beer he liked and hadn’t had for a while. You can wander with your drinks, so we headed over to Blush, the wine bar that offered frozen sangria. After I’d seen a photo of that online I knew I had to have one. It didn’t disappoint.
You will see this post on Saturday morning, and on Saturday evening we will have an opportunity to have an instant replay of this particular adventure. Hopefully the Lightning will win this time, and the storms will not materialize to keep us from sampling more of the tempting treats available. Rest assured, I see another frozen sangria in my future…
It wasn’t the right setting to try the photography technique we had intended to use. Our photo club guru, Jeff, says that You Tube how-to videos can be made by any Tom, Dick, or Harry so watch out. But in this case I think it was more the two people on the receiving end of the information who missed the boat. Further practice is needed.
The feature photo was taken with a new lens I bought, and I wasn’t attempting any particular settings when I took it. Which is evidence that the new lens bears no responsibility for the lack of desired results. Nope, blame operator error, as usual. But with Lightroom all was not lost, which is a good thing since it’s been too hot to venture out for photos in the daytime lately. Venturing out to check out the pool wouldn’t be a bad idea however. Just heaven forbid, no pictures please.