My Saturday morning photoshoots are typically solitary adventures. They usually consist of a combination of driving and walking. The time spent on foot seems to decrease along with the temperature.
On this day, with a new snow covering the ground, I paused to look back. Only my solitary line of footprints marred the delicate snow. It is a privilege to enjoy such beautiful scenes but to do so one must rise early, step out into the chilly morning air and immerse themselves in the surrounding beauty.
As I capture the images that capture my attention, somehow the air does not seem so cold.
6 comments:
I can never see my footprints in this town. Thanks for bringing back memories of the northeast. It's a beautiful shot.
A beautiful way to start the day. I love how the bit of color is touching the sky and your solitary footprints.
I don't mind the cold so much, it's the rising early (before 7:00) that I can't seem to muster. Solitary moments can be quite blissful, especially when the evidence is in the snow.
This is a great post Salty.. I enjoy my walks with Big Pete but nothing beats being out early before anyone as had chance to disturb anything or cause alarm... the peace and quiet is something I enjoy at these times and I tend to have better encounters with wildlife as well.
Im up early for work, so im happy to layin when im on late shift, but on holls then I wanna be out early to shoot.
Great shot and story Salty.
My ABC is now up.
also next post =they are real
wonderful, the sense of privilege is very apparent in this shot, as if the tree was lit up just for you.
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