Friday, June 5, 2009

Gardens

My garden.

It's the place I go first at the beginning of the day (the roses love coffee grounds), and the first place I go after a day out on the road.


It's the place I go last most nights as I close down the house for the evening. I observe the night sky, relocate snails and slugs, wonder what the next day will bring.

It's the place I go for a dose of color and a piece of sanity. It's the place I go to sort out my thoughts.

It's the place I go for inspiration.



It's also the place I go to try out new ideas.
I never tire of photographing in my garden, or any garden, for that matter. Every time I've added a new tool to my camera bag I go out to the garden first to try it out.





Gardens are good backdrops for people pictures. The garden colors and textures compliment almost anything you put in it. Sometimes, I plan a photo based on a garden texture, sometimes it just happens that way.

I'm lucky to have beautiful gardens in the area I live in.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Java goodness


I was thinking about giving up coffee, but I'm not too sure I even like myself without my morning cup. This image was for a client, but I keep it in a folder I regularly view because it reminds me of coffee in the morning. Mmmm, one of my favorite things.

I took this photo in a mobile espresso truck. It pained me to pour out coffee beans lest they lose some flavor, but it made such a great image. Maybe I should view the image every day instead of visiting the coffee maker.

Monday, June 1, 2009

First Post on the Block


It's June 1st, almost half way thru the year and I'm scratching this "to-do" off my list. Much of what I intend to post here will be what I consider my "backroad photography" as well as some of my people photos. Inevitably, you'll see my princess, as she is a willing model, for the time being.This rose is from an early morning "shoot-out" with some fellow photographers. There were many beautiful roses, but we were a week past the prime for many varieties. Although scorched looking, this rose caught my eye. Mom always says to stop and smell the roses. She's right, of course.