I view my photos with an extra lens: the circumstances behind the shot: I was drinking coffee on the sofa when I spotted two birds outside in a bird bath. I shot through a window, unaware of the reflection in the water. The pond photo was taken a few years ago when I visited favorite places from my childhood. While there are reflections of trees and clouds in the water, the overall tone was muted, like a dream–it wasn’t as nice as I remember. Finally, my favorite beach area is a at the bottom of a cliff at Carmel Point. Instead of taking a selfie, I shot my shadow on the boulders–this seemed more appropriate to the mood I was trying to capture.
On this Monday we might do well to focus on the curlew, a shore bird within the sandpiper classification. I took this shot during a rough surf on a drab day. The curlew walks confidently and with an air of testing the waters without getting wet. In other words the bird appears calm to me until…
To me the above photo is more than a honey bee in a rose. It’s about the instinctive focus that makes bees so important to the growth of crops. This photo is posted in response to the insane bluster of political leaders who are blind to the focus needed to save humanity from itself. That’s the buzz! It’s also one of the bees from our hive.
I enjoy shooting photos defined by their contrasting images. Take this “new” butterfly landing on a large nasturtium leaf next to the shadow of a decayed leaf.
A wet winter and spring has produced a record growth of nasturtiums in our yard–that’s the good news. The bad news/good news is that nasturtiums attract insects away from our other plants, so when the weather warms up, the undersides of these giant leaves will be weighted down by spittle bugs and the like. I don’t use pesticides given that we have bee hives in the backyard–I simply remove the infected leaves. Go organic!
On a final note: I still have trouble spelling “nasturtiums.” I forget the “r” sometimes.
Molly isn’t playing dead in this shot, instead, she is grinding her back into the sand, usually in an area that has piqued her smell buds. She does this dance every time she’s on the loose, or on leash.
There’s nothing like rusty metal to bolster one end of a photo with contrast, especially when the other end is a living creature with stunning colors.