Early one morning, just as the sun was rising
More precisely, early one Sunday morning. And whilst, speaking literally, the sun probably was rising there was little evidence of it apart from a general lightening.
But what there was evidence of was fog! And plenty of it. Well, possibly more of a really heavy mist than actual fog of the pea-souper variety, but it’ll do for me. Cos I love fog!
Grab camera. Switch on. Battery… check. Memory card… check. Chuck lens cap on table, no time for hat or coat before diving outside in typical cavalier fashion and start looking for things to snap.
And damn this cavalier attitude of mine! For what there was plenty of to snap was webs! Lots of ‘em! And of course I should have known. I’m no stranger to fog. Or to early mornings. Or to webs for that matter.
As too I’m fully aware of how enchanting these bejewelled wonders of nature can appear, dew-laden and hanging by almost invisible threads.
So, given the less than ideal lighting what I should have done was grab a tripod as well. Its not as though I haven’t got enough of them, in various weights and sizes. But could I be bothered? Could I hell.
Consequently ended up with loads of shots of moisture-bearing webs, only a couple of which are even remotely acceptable. Ah well. That’s another lesson I seem totally incapable of remembering.
But, that said, nevertheless I was still quite pleased with the results of my little sortie, with one shot particularly delighting me…
And yep, I actually laid down on the road to get that!
Previous to that, I’d started the jaunt in my back garden where views that under other conditions look either too “busy” or simply uninspiring were transformed into something else entirely.
Off to such an exciting start, venture a bit further afield. Surely there can’t be anything left in my village that I haven’t already snapped under various conditions and a multitude of different angles. Can there?
Yep!
The kids’ playground, adjoining the Village Hall. Offering a veritable feast of interesting shots, hitherto (and inexplicably) totally unexplored by me. How strange that I should have bypassed it on previous excursions. Clearly somewhere to revisit… maybe on a really bright, sunny morning. Or in the rain? Or snow? Hmm.
Anyway, this time around impatience got the better of me so, having fired off a handful of quick shots simply had to move on to another part of the village to snap a coupla flowers in neighbours’ gardens.
All in all then a satisfying little session, pleasantly rounded off by the return home for a quick bit of processing whilst enjoying a nice warming nip or three of the hard stuff.
First, I love a good fog or heavy mist, but haven’t seen either in some time. As such I’m rather green with envy you lucky sod.
Second, I look so forward to visiting your Flickr site to see the fruits of your labour. These sorts of images will no doubt appeal to me.
Third and last, I’m so glad for you that the weather presented you with a great opportunity. Our weather is too warm (30.5C) and everything is dying from a lack of rain. Not much to photograph outside right now…
All of your photos are beautiful. I must say, I like forkboy, am green with envy. I am so ready for our cool foggy weather! I too LOVE fog.
Thanks both. Yeah, it was great out and, had I not been a bit limited for time I’d probably have ventured further afield. Far as I’m concerned we don’t get anywhere near enough fogs. And tonight its pouring with rain, so probably not another repetition in the morning unless there’s a miraculous and dramatic increase in temperature!