Over the last few years, I seem to have been stuck in one place. First, it was the pandemic, then my financials suffered, then some ongoing work. I am unable to travel to some nice exotic destination and enjoy some photography.
(Macro photography can be enjoyed at home, even with the smallest of gardens. No need to travel overseas for this. )
Living in the hills, close to the forest, has its own advantages and disadvantages. Wild animals keep visiting us. Hares having a field day in our vegetable garden, or wild boars digging out potatoes are a common occurrence. But, early morning walks in the forest when the tiny critters and small animals can be spotted, are a definite plus.
It has been snowing for the last few days. I am stuck indoors with nothing much to do. A fire is burning is downstairs but it seems inadequate in keeping me warm. I have a cup of hot chocolate with me, and my feet are resting on a hot water bottle. My fingers are feeling cold while I type on the keyboard. Yes, this is definitely the peak of the winters here.
It’s winter around here, and a freezing one at that. Today morning, I sat down, all wrapped up in warm clothes, and started to browse through some old magazines. I have a few editions of National Geographic from the 1990s. The photographs from these old magazines are so soul-stirring. Every photograph says something. Where are such photographers now?
(Bridge over a mountain stream – About a half minute exposure at f/16, ISO 50, with an ND filter on.)
I have been known to discourage my friends and relatives from buying new cameras. I always tell them that get the most out of their existing cameras first. Buying a new camera will not improve the skills. So, I discourage people from upgrading their cameras and instead always tell them to focus on their photography.
Am I right?
(Spider from my garden. Nikon Df with Zeiss 135mm lens, manual focus, f/11, 1/250 sec, Auto ISO)