On A Cold Winter Morning

It’s not unusual after shooting a really large even such as a wedding for me to put my camera down for a few days.

My eyes, physically as well as creatively, need to rest. Clearly, I’d never make it as a full time wedding photog!

Maybe because this wedding came on the heels of the holidays and the kids were just going back to school and Rob was out of town but I just unplugged last week. I left the computer off most days and barely even looked at my phone.

It was quite nice but I found I was having a really hard time motivating myself to do anything much less pick up the camera.

Until yesterday when the world turned cold and was all but encased in ice. Twenty-nine degrees and I get inspired to take pictures…crazy, but there you have it.

I’ll share some more tomorrow but here’s a few from the front yard where the sprinklers still came on and water drops froze and sparkled in the sun and ice crunched under foot.

Poor flowers have been confused over whether or not it’s time to bloom. I think Lady Winter cleared things up!

Frozen tears…

An icy bird bath photographs well but is less than hospitable, don’t you agree?

Beautiful diamond sparkle grass.

And my ornamental peacock looks to have shed a tear.

Hydrangea, how beautiful even in cold sleep.

Jewel crusted monkey grass lined the walkway. No wonder I was inspired to pull out the camera.

The way a crow 

Shook down on me

 The dust of snow

From a hemlock tree

Has given my heart

A change of mood

And saved some part

Of a day I had rued

~ Robert Frost 

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