The woods are still so pretty, even a day later. Most of the snow lining the branches has dropped off, but not all, and the extra white accents the dark brown of the bark. Last night’s sunset was marvelous – the kind that starts with fiery oranges and golds, and as the sun slips farther away from the horizon the sky goes to pastels – blue, green, pinks, faint purples, pale oranges. Love those.
Clouds were moving in as I was driving in this morning, obscuring stars and the crescent moon, so no chance of the same spectacular show in reverse – at least not this morning. But there were contours in the sky; it wasn’t a bland, featureless grey. No regal eagles this morning, unfortunately, but some lovely frost coating the trees down near the river!
It was a fair bit colder this morning – about 6 degrees Fahrenheit. And somewhat breezy. Put me in mind of a photograph I saw at a two-hour seminar a couple years back. The photographer in question was out taking pictures of autumn leaves and wanted something different to show, something new.
(It’s a familiar feeling. A craving to demonstrate skill, imagination, develop a new technique, capture something that someone’s never seen before.)
He found this huge old tree with vivid, bright yellow leaves and set up his tripod. Showing us the print, he asked if we could spot what was different about it. Looking at it, I was struck by two things; the sheer size of the tree – this was a granddaddy among arboreal granddaddies – and the pure yellow color. There wasn’t an orange, red, or even a green to be found on that tree in the photograph. Then this pro photographer mentioned that it had been a windy fall day, so much so he had to place sandbags on his tripod legs just to make sure there would be no vibration. And there wasn’t; the trunk was crisp and clear, every corrugation of the bark sharply outlined.
Seeing that we still weren’t getting the idea, he simply told us: He’d taken a slow exposure of that tree, as its leaves, small branches, and lesser limbs gyrated wildly in the wind, creating a blurring effect around a rock-solid trunk. And once you knew what you were looking for, it was a remarkable photograph showcasing a fun, creative use of a camera and tripod.
Me, too; I want to create something new. I want to do something with these sunrises that nobody’s ever seen before.