It’s the reason why I’ve gotten into the habit of taking my camera everywhere I go – even if my only planned destination is Walmart or the gas station. I never know when something will catch my eye – the way the sunlight hits a leaf or a field of dandelions, the quiet dignity of an abandoned house or my favorite! – the glow of the plump full moon as it suddenly appears over the hills. I’ve come to think of it as looking for magic, and I never know when it’ll happen. When it does though, my heart beats faster, I jump out of the car and lose myself in trying to capture it.
I don’t have an expensive camera, and I have so much to learn about photography but now and then I manage to get a shot that sparks my imagination and gives me a little feeling of that magic. Here are a few of my favorites-
Weeds decorated with caps of frost.
Sunday morning sunlight bursting through the trees.
Just some cows in a field, but the sun and the mist give it the look of an old painting.
A suddenly bright sunset reflected in the rain slicked street right after a thunderstorm.
The sun rising through heavy lake mist, making it look more like a full moon.
The sunset lighting the window of an abandoned farmhouse, making it look lived in again, even if just for a moment.
Huge fluffy dandelions!
And the moon – always the moon!