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. )
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)
During the rainy season, when the skies are always grey and when the clouds float around in the valley, there are times when the cloud cover opens up for a while and provides a glimpse of the snow covered Himalayan peaks. For a photographer, these are windows of opportunity. I enjoy capturing the peaks whenever such a scene emerges.
Coates Kinney wrote these lines more than a century ago, and yet, even today they make sense :
When the humid shadows hover Over all the starry spheres, And the melancholy darkness Gently weeps in rainy tears, What a joy to press the pillow Of a cottage-chamber bed, And to listen to the patter Of the soft rain overhead!
Today afternoon, sitting alone inside the house, while the dark clouds beautifully cover the valley in front, and the rain drums its music on the roof, I ponder on the present and the future. My camera rests on the table on one side, and the calendar shows the empty days on the other. Rainy days always bring with them a mix of feelings. Somehow, the sadness today is stronger than the joy.