RaysThe sun shines through an ornamental pear tree. I picked up my camera yesterday. Removed the batteries. Charged them. Put the SD card back in. All the while humming soothingly to myself, my hands working, my mind kind of blank. I wasn't committing to anything, mind you, just getting ready in case the mood struck.One.This looks like a color splash treatment, but it's not. There are flecks of color visible in the asphalt. I just loved the color of this leaf against the dark gray.
I picked up my camera this morning, popped on the long lens, checked the menus and settings, and got in the car, headed for my neighborhood library. The building is surrounded by a ring of ornamental pear trees, which turn flashy colors in fall. It's the closest thing to fall color we've got around here, in the land of the oaks.
I shot for just 15 minutes before I decided I was done, and got in the car and drove home, smiling to myself at the sweet feeling I had at least one or two "keeper" shots. Turns out there were four. I was mostly into single leaves, but the photo at top really grabbed me too.
I felt -- no heard -- the collective sigh of relief from those who love me best; perhaps it was just my own sigh, loud and clear. The muse is back. I'm back.