Our outing on Tuesday morning left me with two thoughts:
1) I need better rain gear.
2) I need to come back.
I did so on Sunday morning. The environment was so different without the torrential down pour. Got a few decent pictures and I blew one by not looking at my histogram. Somehow, my camera got changed to manual and those last pictures were grossly overexposed. I have to decide whether going back for them is worth the hike.
I think that I was going for a tranquil feeling with this one; but could not get the crop to my liking.







Nice Kevin. I agree. Going back was so sweet without the rain ! I looked at those bluebells and wondered how to put order in them. So I really like your second to last photo where you shoot the flowers following a stick which lies within them. Lovely. The closeups are really cool . Thanks.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Jim and on the logged shot and liked the last below it too. That field of flowers takes me to a later day when the bells will be long gone and this profusion will be a memory. Driving home through GW Pkwy backup I chanced to listen to Mary Oliver reciting her own work, given me recently by a student who said a landscape photographer should read her. I've just now searched to find this part of the poem Peonies:
ReplyDelete...with...their lush trembling,
their eagerness
to be wild and perfect for a moment, before they
are
nothing, forever
I am curious about something I wonder if you and Jim would comment on. In both of your featured flowers, browning decay is already visible. Do you notice and take that as merely part and parcel rather than choosing a specimen fresher in the cycle?
Your images seem to show the color variation of bluebells from pale to deep.
Keep a close eye on dof and watch the wind - both so hard to manage in wildflower close-up. Be as intentional as possible.
In the last shot, I think you achieved what you intended. It seems a little pink - is that the light?
I'm so glad you were not daunted after our drenching.
For me there are two answers relative to the decay. 1) Many times/most times, I am not conscious of the decay; mesmerized by the beauty, I guess. 2) I want the decay to be present as a circle of life element.
ReplyDeleteI worked on playing with dof this week.
My guess is that the pink was the sunrise light.