It’s a foggy morning at my regular walk path. This path is laced with thistles and blackberry bushes. When it is blackberry season, I saw people come around to pick berries. But in wintertime, it looked deserted. I like to come here because the path is trailing up and down the slope which provides good exercise. The thistle field is wide open and sometimes I ran into birds flying around. At the beginning of the path, there are large fir, cedar, and oak trees that extend into the woods that I love to see on a foggy day like this.
In the last three years, I have been trying to take thistle pictures, but I seemed not liking any of the results. First of all, I have to admit that I have not been disciplined enough to go there during sunrise or sunset time. I took pictures whenever I walked by. In many cases, I was chasing birds. Today, I am determined to have some thistles in the fog. They are certainly not that spectacular, but they are honestly illustrating the mood.
I like that phantom tree behind the thistles, but I also don’t want to be spooked. Besides deep inside, I am longing for the spring to come. I am not depressed by the long and cold winter, but at some point, I like to see something brighter and more lively.
Fog is dreamy-like, soft, and mysterious and yet, I don’t like that gloomy and bleak feeling. I played with the sliders in LR and breathed a little life into the scene. Or if you want to call it Before/After pictures.
How often do you pay attention to the tiny rain drops in the tree branches and twigs? I took interest to photograph dead thistles and suddenly everything looked interesting to me. The spiky blackberry bushes were no longer threatening to me and every deadly-looking thing suddenly came alive. As you know, I love to work on the pictures slightly and give them a bit of twist. That is the great fun that I enjoy.
Nature is an infinitive source of beauty and inspiration. How fortunate that we are here on earth to enjoy all !!! This thought makes me feel grateful every day.