I spent a chunk of this morning looking at photos I’ve posted to facebook over the last couple of years, and noticed that quite a few of them were from this time of year. I’d been feeling distinctly uninspired, but the number of photos from last Fall intrigued me. And they reminded me how much I like to photograph backyard birds.
I took the camera into the back yard and there it was: the light. In my part of the world, Fall and Winter tend to expand the hours of interesting light, as the sun’s angle produces directional, shadow-rich lighting for most of the day. It’s not right for everything, but it can add a sense of drama to the most banal scene.
Lately, I’ve been waiting for assignments rather than shooting for pleasure. Bad habit. Like Dorothy, I need to remember that adventures await in my own backyard.