A walk around the yard at "Golden Hour". This is the time when the sun has sunk low but not below the tree line yet, and the shadows are long and the light is soft and gold. It is the time when the last few birds are chirping before going to roost, and the rest of the world is quiet.
The side yard. You can't tell, but the light was VERY golden, especially through the under-branches of the pine tree.
Moon coming up through the trees
Squirrel!
I made a noise and he turned, "Who dat?"
I set my Nikon's wonderful zoom to full. This is the result-
This is where I was standing.
Where is the hay? Beyond the garage, at the other side of the pasture, between the two trees. Ha!
1 comment:
"You can't tell, but the light was VERY golden, especially through the under-branches of the pine tree."
Isn't it strange how fickle a camera lens can be? It can't capture the ethereal quality of light in the totality of a scene, but zoomed in, it can capture a bit of beauty that gets lost in the real scene. I am fascinated by that dichotomy.
On another note, I love the close-up of the sunlight coming through the leaves.
Post a Comment