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Cold winter morning.
The New Hampshire seacoast.
Fire in the sky.
Warmth an illusion.
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Going Back Again…
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Have you ever made a photograph that you just weren’t sure about? Not sure if it was good enough to keep, good enough to share, should it simply be deleted?
This is one of those photos.
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Time and again I go through my archives, looking for both good photos I’ve long since forgotten, and photos that should have been deleted long ago.
As I’ve mentioned in the past, I’m brutal when it comes to my photos and whether they stay or go. My last stroll through my archives was no exception, the carnage was massive. Several hundred image files got the axe.
Yes I know, I’ve heard all the arguments, “storage is cheap,” and “who knows what image editing technology might be coming,” blah, blah, blah.
As far as I’m concerned, if I look at an image and know for a fact it will never see the light of day, never be printed, never be shared on my Facebook page, or be uploaded to me website, it has no business taking up space on my hard drive. A crap photo is a crap photo.
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But back to the above image.
For some reason I can’t bring my self to delete it, and until now I’ve never shared it. There’s just something about it that has saved it many times from being unceremoniously slapped with the delete key.
Am I missing something? Should the executioner’s axe claim another victim?
Mid Stream, Mid Leap, By The Light Of The Moon
With time to kill one evening this past week, I stopped by a small stream near where I work to capture a few long exposures of fallen leaves swirling on the water’s surface.
Ready to leave, as even under the light of the rising full moon it was getting too dark to see and safely navigate the stream side rocks and boulders, I started back to my car.
One fortuitous glance as I leapt from one boulder to the next nearly stopped me in my tracks.
As I glanced downstream I could see the most beautiful light reflecting on the water. The rising full moon, casting its wonderful glow on the jet black surface of the water, and on the dark, wet, leaf littered rocks, was rising in perfect alignment with the stream.
Surely I had time for one last 60 second exposure.
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Hues That Move me.
Golden autumn leaves caught in a confusion of currents
Pure white of freshly fallen snow
Vibrant green of an intricately patterned leaf
Layers of blue and pink prior to sunrise
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