This morning I went out in search of my one-footed, blue-feathered, boyfriend Fred. He let me down though, he failed to show up. When I saw this egret coming in for a landing I got excited for a second, but nope, not him. She did fly off in the direction of the house where Fred is treated to breakfast though, in the far right of the feature photo. Maybe Fred has a new girlfriend. Maybe my imagination has gotten the best of me.
Saturday night’s sunset was gorgeous, what little I got to see of it. I ran out the door barefooted and took a picture with my phone. When that happens it always makes me want to head out for the sunrise the next morning, as if the color from the night before will somehow make the sunrise just as pretty. I didn’t work, at least the other ladies who happened to be at Bayport taking pictures were complaining that it wasn’t what they had hoped for. ‘Thank goodness for the full moon’, they said. I didn’t disagree, but at the last minute, once the sun was up, the sky did get pretty, and yes, thank goodness for that full moon.
I spent a day concentrating on my various twinges and trying to decide if my second Moderna shot was giving me side effects. I decided that I was fine, but I was home all day while I made up my mind. Packing actually. I’ll be riding up to a cousin’s house in Charleston tomorrow and family will be more on the agenda than photos. Of course I had the TV on as I packed, and my current binge watch of Criminal Minds came through with a charming quote today, from Mark Twain. I had to look it up;
“When I was younger I could remember anything, whether it happened or not, but my faculties are decaying now, and soon I shall be so I cannot remember anything but the things that never happened.“
How charming is that? But sad because it’s true. And as a person who has lots of experience with her mother, and then her daughter, correcting her memories I think I can relate. The same episode ended with another quote that had me grabbing my phone to look it up;
“Life can only be understood backwards, but it must be lived forwards.” Kierkegaard said that.
The day began when I ran out front and took the feature photo at 6:30 AM. And this last I took at 6:45 PM. We will turn the clocks ahead tonight. Sunrises will be easier to get to, and sunsets will have me out later than I care to be.
I was ahead of myself, photos-wise, and that’s how I like it. I like having pictures from the day before to work on, and a new set of photos in the camera waiting for me. It’s a luxury, like money in the bank. But it also means that this morning I was sitting and editing these photos. taken Sunday, and looking up at the sky over the curtains and seeing lovely pink clouds out the window calling to me. Yelling at me because I wasn’t out there taking even more photos! And since I was in this lovely, no pressure, position to get anything done this morning I started reading articles on photography, which were so discouraging that it made me want to hang up my camera all together. Ignorance is bliss, as they say. And they are right. I have learned an awful lot since I started up again with photography in my retirement, but that doesn’t mean that I can apply much of what I’ve learned when I am standing there aiming the camera at something and clicking the picture. It all flies right out of my head, which implies that I ever understood light metering and/or depth of field calculations. No, I just understand that I’m out doing something I like and having fun. Which, I suppose, is a perfectly adequate goal in itself…
I really ought to plan my photo trips a little better, but somehow they do seem to work out, one way or another. So maybe flying by the seat of my pants isn’t all bad. But looking up the travel time to Safety Harbor at 5 AM (30 minutes), and expecting it to be the same if I left at 6 AM, wasn’t my smartest move. I had less than 5 minutes until the sun peeked above the horizon this morning, I made it, but barely. Another photographer informed me that I had missed a beautiful moon set though. I have the app (PhotoPills) to let me be more aware of these photo ops, but I still haven’t learned to use it. Sigh. And still another photographer chose to inform me that I should get rid of my lens and buy the one that he had. I think this is the first time I’ve run into someone like that, photographers are generally a really nice group of people. I’m sticking with my lens, it’s the person behind the camera who leaves a bit to be desired sometimes.
LensBall gives you a different perspective, especially when the views are limited…
Fueled by Duncan Donuts dark roast coffee I was out the door for the sunrise when I saw an interesting sky on this day of predicted rain. And it was raining an hour after I got home, so it was a good call. Amazing what a good cup of coffee can do for ya. I had tossed the decaf I had and bought the Dunkie’s on BoGO at Publix yesterday. I think I’m done with decaf…
Those gray clouds just kept rolling through the scene, turning the pink sky a muddy gray. I do a lot of complaining about the weather for someone lucky enough to not be freezing to death while shoveling snow. It looks like we’ll have sun tomorrow so I’ll have to make sure to get out and enjoy it.