I knew I shouldn’t just stop along the highway, but when I saw the trees coated in white snow, I found a way to stop so I could take a few pictures.
Too often, I squeal with delight at something I pass along the way. I know moments can’t repeat themselves, but still I try. I wanted to capture the white frosting on the sculpted branches. I drove for miles and saw only open fields, with winter shades of blanched stalks, and soft golden grasses standing out from the fresh fallen snow. Farm houses, and barns in the distance would have made great captures, but there was no place to stop.
We need to seize opportunities when they show themselves. As I turned off the busy #43, towards Mountain, I saw the stand of trees, with their blanket of snow, and the textured ground cover and I knew… it was time to pull over. Such moments, are not necessarily the best photos, but they sure are rewarding moments that leave a person feeling good. Sometimes we need just LIVE the moment, and then move on.
If we hold back, wait and want only that perfect picture. We miss the moment. Technical composition, for me does not >for me< a memory make… Just saying…
That is why we are all so different, and why appreciation of another is so valuable in the enrichment of daily life.