Good morning from a dark Hastings day. We are still in summer time and I have a feeling that we are supposed to change back tonight but we haven’t had any notices about it. I remember as a child there would be signs every where, ads on TV and in the paper. Not now. We just get told on the day. Too bad if you don’t read the paper. Nothing on TV at all.
Photography is all about catching that perfect light. The perfect composition, the perfect subject. It is about grabbing the moment. I am trying to go to the parks on a regular basis to document so to see how the seasons are changing. I haven’t been able to walk much at all over the summer so I have changed my diet and am making the effort to walk. Every time I go to Cornwall Park the light is different, it also depends on when I go as well. So for me it means on the hunt for that magical moment when the light hits on anything such as this hydrangea.
Then there is the light highlighting the autumn colours.
And then there are the dead leaves in the water. Once these photos were taken the light will never be the same and the leaves and petals will be different. That is what I love about photography – always after the elusive light and shot.
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