I haven’t touched or looked at my camera equipment since September. Sometimes it goes like that. It’s like not having seen a good friend for a long time. It’s a friendship that lasts a lifetime. Photography that is.
New Years Eve had the makings of an incredible night out in the country. Aurora forecasts were predicting great things. The skies were forecast to be mainly clear and the weather just below freezing. Not too shabby for my part of the world.
As it turned out the auroras appeared but the ones that I saw were not well defined. Instead there were broad washes of green across the sky and the occasional swirl of light.
It didn’t make for the best of photos but it reminded me of why I love photographing the landscape. The sense of adventure and discovery. The not knowing what is around the next corner or how the sky will look from one minute to the next. I love the unpredictability of it.
A pleasant surprise was also meeting three people whose photos I have seen, names recognized but had never met before.
Early on in the evening I headed to a couple of old churches north of where I live. If the aurora were still weak I would stay there for a little while and then move on in the hope that something would happen.
When I pulled up to the churches there were already two vehicles parked by the side of the road and three silhouettes against the snow with cameras and tripods.
While chatting about the skies and photography in general we introduced ourselves and realized that we all were familiar with one another. It’s certainly a small world.
Here’s to 2016 and may you follow you passion whatever it may be.
ps. and to my daughter Brooke, THERE I finally posted on the blog LOL