Shooting into the shadows

A.Solla - Cold Springs Studio Photography ©2010

Today was one of those Spring days you wait for all Winter. Sunny, not cold, dry and a nice breeze. The cherry trees are in full bloom but I'm not seeing a lot of bees yet. Probably still a little too chilly at night for them.

A.Solla - Cold Springs Studio Photography ©2010

Tonight when Aurora and I went for our walk we spotted a couple little brown bats. I love seeing bats. When I first bought this house we had at least 5 little brown bats living in our garage (which is now our studio). Closing in the walls and windows of the studio was one of the toughest things to do (back when we were building it) since I knew it would have a major impact on our bats. Sure enough, between loss of habitat and this white nose disease stuff, we just dont have anywhere near as many as we did a decade ago.

This afternoon was quiet. The phone calls had stopped. Nothing pressing going on in the studio. Dishes had been washed and dinner prep was done. Perfect time for a quick jaunt around the yard to catch what flowers were left after the weekend's rain. The cherry trees look so marvelous! Just had to catch a few images before the sun dropped in the sky.

Daily Flower Update

Yeah, I know. By now you've either figured out that I love my flowers or you've abandoned this blog in hopes of finding some other blog that yaks about clay more often. Fine.

For those of you who have remained....here are today's wicked pix of what's in bloom.

Spring?

I keep asking.

Spring?

Recalcitrant Spring

Not one of those words I find a need for everyday, but recalcitrant it is. I have never been more anxious to throw off my coats and fleeces and say hello to shorts. Everytime it looks like we might just get a nice sunny warm break, the clouds open up and it pours. Then it gets cold.

The upshot of all of this weird weather is that we have had some of the most amazing sunsets and sunrises. Aurora woke me up to let me know I HAD to catch some of this sunrise. I figured it wouldn't be worth it. Then I walked out the door. She was right on the money.

A Sky To Remember

When it should have been too dark to see, I looked up and saw the color just about to fade to black. Grabbed about eight frames and this was the last. Right from our front yard! Sometimes you just get lucky.

Hard to mess with perfect

I dont use the term perfect lightly. I save it up for times when Awesome or Wicked just wont do.

Such was the case as we were driving home from Rochester last weekend. The light was falling fast as we zoomed through the Amish fields between the Fingerlakes. One look over my shoulder as we made our last big turn homeward told me that we HAD to stop and catch the sunset before it vanished. I think we got it. Just perfect.