More vicarious living through photography....
Here in Sacramento we're in the midst of our January gloom, day after day of flat gray skies interrupted only briefly by periods of drizzly rain. Sigh. This is actually pretty nice weather for photography, but the tedium does take its toll after a while. So I rejuvenate with images of spring--first poppies, and today this picturesque foothill scene.
I live in the flatlands near the convergence of the Sacramento and American Rivers but have many non-photographic reasons to be in Folsom and El Dorado Hills, just east of town. Camera or not, on these trips I usually forego the freeway in favor country roads that dip and twist over and around the nascent bulges of the Sierra foothills. The extra five or so minutes my detour adds is more than compensated by the peace it fosters.
On these drives I'm always on the lookout for photo opportunities, sometimes consciously, but most often I'm not aware that my photo radar is up until something snaps me from my reverie. That's how this tree first made its way into my conscious world. I love distinctive subjects that stand out against their surroundings and knew at some point I'd make a photo here.
On this spring afternoon the mission was solely photography as my camera and I meandered the hills searching for opportunities. Gravitating inevitably in the direction of this tree I was immediately struck by the motion of the cumulus clouds, which sent patches of sun and shade scurrying randomly across the green hills.
In the back of my mind I'd visualized capturing the hill illuminated with the rest of the scene in shadow, but instead was delivered an inverted version of that vision. So I guess the lesson here is to keep your mind open because Mother Nature rarely delivers exactly what we order, but she always delivers something, leaving it up to us to find it.
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