In many ways 2015 was a real tough year. Despite all the hardships there is a lot to be thankful for. From the photo side of things, I’m going to look at 2015 in a series of posts called “2015 in Review”. Instead of a “best of” selection, which for some reason was one of those things I never got into, I’m going to simply go thru my images from the year and one by one choose 10 or 12 or 15 that are significant to me or simply strike my fancy.
This first one, “Snohomish River Alders in Fog” was made on a chilly January day. The thick fog that descended on our neighborhood got me excited and so Stan (our beautiful four-legged family member) and I quickly grabbed some gear, some biscuits, our coats and drove down to a nice little place by the river. I particularly enjoyed these alders, with their catkins, growing just at the edge of the river. The fog was so thick one can barely make out the river just beyond the graphic design of the trees.
Once we had our fill here, we drove a bit further and enjoyed a quiet walk in the fading light, embraced by the fingers of the fog.
Snohomish River Alders in Fog, January | Washington
As various obligations take priority over photography it is often difficult to be creative. There is no time or energy to get out and make new compositions, no time to work on more recent digital archives and definitely no time to scan transparencies from years past. Then I begin thinking and wondering why I even bother with this blog. Very few people look, almost nobody comments as the attention span of the average viewer may be no more than that of a hummingbird pausing at a flower…on to the next thing. There is no engagement, no conversation, no thought that lasts more than 7 seconds. And perhaps most viewers want to see very cooked up and unrealistic images that have flooded the digital world. Does anyone care to see something more honest? Or is a sunset with colors never seen by the human eye somehow more fascinating than the one that can take your breath away while you are witnessing it?
Does anybody get out to see the real world and appreciate the beauty? Perhaps not. Some questions for thought. I know, I shouldn’t care, but somehow, at least at some moments, I do.
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In the meantime, here is an image I made several years ago along a busy highway (not a pleasant experience at all). It was drizzling and the colors were saturated from the wetness. As this scene was farther away and not very accessible I set up my camera with a 200mm telephoto lens. The rain began to increase and within seconds after capturing this scene I had to quickly pack up and run back to the vehicle.
I love the myriad of colors here, the blue berries on the bush toward the bottom left, the depth beyond the aspens. There is a peacefulness to the scene…and looking at it I see the beauty and hear the gentle rain. The noise of the road has been forgotten and erased by my mind, there is just the glory of the scene and thankfulness for witnessing something real….
A beautiful forest scene in late autumn | Central Cascades, Washington