As it is in most places, when the sun starts to go down, the colors and tones begin to soften. At the same time, the contrast can increase. At other times it can be hazey as fires from the West blow across the state. It doesn’t last for long, but that atmosphere delivers a different kind of light. Overall, the results are softer colors. I love seeing that too.
It’s pretty drab-looking around here lately. Soon all the Christmas decorations will be coming down and things will get even more drab. I guess there’s a kind of subtle beauty to that, ok. But I still want some color. Sometimes I even know that I want a specific color. Kind of like saying, “I’m in the mood for Italian food tonight.” Except I’d say, I’m really in the mood for bright green today. Fine. It makes me odd. That’s not exactly a “News Flash” to anyone who knows me!
The sun was coming through these leaves this morning and it seemed like a great opportunity to try some Macro photography. I couldn’t get enough of this color. Maybe that is so because Winter is quite drab here—clothed in tones of brown and gray. The skies are still crystal clear and deep blue, but the land is soundly asleep. Maybe that’s just another reason why putting up Christmas lights is so popular. All that color is MOST welcome.
I used the Sony AR7II with the 50mm Macro lens. I think that’s a dynamic duo. I still have a long way to go, but I’m enjoying the journey. I hope you do too.
Well, I did say that this site is all about color for color’s sake. I am trying to hone my Macro photography skills. The camera I’m using, and the lens, are both wonderful. Let’s see if the operator (me) can measure up! Fun, but not easy.
I’ll be posting more quite soon because this subject is irresistable.
Some might refer to this as macro photography. I never know where to draw the line between “macro” and “close up”. Everything here is from my garden, except for that gorgeous bumpy pumpkin. I get my annual pumpkin-requirement from a local church. They give over their entire parking lot to pumpkins, literally hundreds of them, of all sizes, shapes and colors. Locals have given it the name of The Pumpkin Church.