I fell like the delicate ridges and colours come together to compliment the shell. What do you think?
The other day I was at home with the boys. They played in the front yard in the afternoon. While they did I took a few photos using my iPhone and a cheap macro attachment. This series are the photos I took.
This is the second time I have been prompted to take a photo of the weather and this time (just as the other time) the weather was, well, non-descript. It was hot. “The sun!” I hear you thinking. No. There was no sun. It was overcast. “The clouds! They have great light and dark properties.” Again, no. They were uniformly grey with very little by way of light, dark or even dicernible shapes. It WAS windy…for about 20 seconds. Just long enough for me to run inside and grab the camera and come back to still trees. Here in a nutshell was the weather where I am today.
Mmmm, blanket grey. The thing photographic dreams are made of. Detect sarcasm?
In fact I felt so bad about posting today’s weather photo I thought I had better post a couple of other photos from today just to un-depress you!
The one interesting thing about today’s weather was the light. There was a third ‘golden hour’ at about 10am. It must have been the way the cloud cover interacted with the sun, but I was at the supermarket (minus the camera!) and couldn’t maximise the opportunity. You should have seen the eyes bug out of my head though! I was trying to work out how I could get home faster. Again at about 7pm we had lovely colour as the sun set. I arrived at my photography class early and happened to park in front of an ornate fence that I thought I could get some photography practise on and was delighted when I looked THROUGH the fence into the most detailed, well cared for garden I have ever seen. It wouldn’t be to everyone’s taste, but it was so unexpected it was a lovely surprise. It was someone’s sanctuary hidden right on a main road.
And it had one of my favourite roses growing. A red, climbing David Austin. The detail is beautiful.
When I think of the grey clouds I follow it up by thinking about the red roses and I am happy.