Against
my new year resolution ‘simplicity’, somehow I have already created a list of
tasks and events to do for 2014. I certainly don’t live like a retiree. I feel
no constraint because I do not need to go outside the house to work every day. But days are so short that I am constantly playing catch-up. I think I have
finally come to a conclusion, it is my nature that I am fighting against, nothing else. I cannot sit in front of TV
without doing the second or the third thing. I either do ironing, folding the clothes, or cooking. If nothing else, I would try to organize something in my sitting area... endless. I know the solution is to get out of the house.
Do
one thing at a time. This idea has not come across my mind much and certainly never embossed on me . Or if it did, it would vanish in 5 minutes. I have
three photo books that I planned to finish by end of this month. I thought I have one month, but due to an
unexpected trip coming up towards the end of the month, I have to hustle them up now. I am simply not used to
procrastination. I would rather accomplish my goal earlier, not later. So I spent new year weekend plowing through
thousands of photos till past midnight, and, the pressure slipped into my dream…..
There
was the checker board. Some of them are more visible than the other. My
eyes did not see straight across, I viewed them from diagonal angle. It is easier
to take short cuts and straight path, but I tend to choose winding roads. I seemed
to have a plan and have all checkers placed, but my destination is cluttered and blurry. My goal post is far away and undefined. My brain is stuffed, I cannot sort it out and I wandered into never never land…. I actually woke up with a headache and the whole room was spinning in front of me. I could not stand up. I had to lie down to balance myself. An exchange for a few late nights, I think.
I
have little pressure wanting to keep up with my project, but it is not
substantial enough to put me down. It is this drastic cold weather that kept me
inside the house. I have only out walking twice this week. Temperature is low
and it is foggy most of the time. When
road is icy early in the morning, I was afraid to drive down the hill to hit
couple spots that I had in mind for foggy shots. Then couple hours later,
the road is drier and so the fog gets thinner and soon disappeared. Here goes the ambiance. My neighborhood is hilly, but it does not have the layers of the timberlines,
more like this one that I took last year. Fog is beautiful among green trees
and it is even more amazing when it dwelled among white snow. Honestly, as cold as I have experienced this
year, I don’t mind to see more snow. We
don’t need lower temperature to have snow, what we need is more moisture to
generate snow and make all skiers happy and so am I.
Just
before last snow hit, we purposely filled up all the feeders. I was so happy to
see many birds come around, not for my photography, but for them to have enough
food in winter while the ground was covered with snow. All the birds are
literally homeless though they are provided and fed by nature. Looking at this lonely one, I feel he was
asking me, "can I take a shelter at your house, even just overnight"? I would love to host another bird overnight
like we did for Baby Jay (B.J. Story) whom we missed so much.
This
last snow sticks to the ground for about a week. No getting around by car, I
took a walk nearby and ran into this 'phenomenon'. There were some kind of light beaming from the horizon (jet streams?), there was loose cloud and floating fog, there was sun
reflection on my camera lens. Other than that, I cannot explain anything. I
left the picture as is, no touch-up and hopefully, someone can give me some education on this.
Note:
I really had the messy dream resembles what I described. But the image was taken in my recent walk at the park prior when I was testing a new lens that I got for Christmas. For some reason, I was much attracted to the image and have looked at it repeatedly. Later when I had that dream, I have finally got my answer.
Life is good and life is full of surprises. Photography has become an indispensable part of my life and through it, so my discovery journey continues.
The picture of the bird in the snow is magnificent. I love how you captured the flakes falling.
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