The very nature of photography is slicing time. Photographs are based on exposure to light, be it film or sensor and usually lasting only a fraction of a second. But in that unique moment, magic is made, never to be repeated, for seasons change, expressions are different, and nothing is static. It’s just a click, but one of endless boundaries and imagination, pausing time, and never to be captured again.
October 8, 2019, 11:05:44 am - Yosemite Valley
Too much time has passed during postings. Little to no excuse. Posting is a discipline like diet and exercise. I recently went to Yosemite which was to be a four day/three night photo trip which turned into a one and a half-day/one night near failure. We stayed in tent cabins, without heat and nearly froze. We all agreed to cut the trip short and left that afternoon. Another part of the decision to leave early was the hordes of people who made it nearly impossible to visit some of our favorite sites. All of this resulted in a mere two hours of shooting. This is one of only a few photos taken. Oh yes, I also had a cold. I come to believe the only time to visit Yosemite is in late fall and winter.
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That is absolutely beautiful. Father Tree looks rather regal although I am sure he has seen a lot in his time on this earth. Not all befitting one as lovely as he.
Next time maybe you can spring for a hotel room. They usually don't charge for heat;)
You seem disciplined...
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