First Shot

As I always say (or nearly always), “A first shot is a first shot.” It doesn’t mean I’ll print it. But it shows people the first flower that caused me to stop walking.

I wait for these particular Agapanthus to bloom every year, because they are the deeper purple variety, and I love those. So stop I did.

I will have at least one printable image from this stop, I think. I am certain I will at least be posting more.

First Shot: Agapanthus, 7.9.19, 7.9.19

Looking Back

I would love to be so disciplined I wouldn’t keep bouncing back and forth between not only months but also years, but I’m just not very good at that. I would like to be so disciplined and organized, in fact, that I had records of anything I’ve posted here and on social media. Alas, I’ve not done that.

A short time ago I thought, “Okay, it’s time to start at the beginning of 2019 and do some record keeping. I can at least keep track of any images I’ve exported!” (Lightroom shows what has been exported, and if I’ve given an image a title I know I’ve posted it somewhere.) So I went back to January 1.

Yes, I was quickly distracted. The image below was only shot #25 according to Lightroom (I did probably delete a few massive failures earlier, so it might not be the 25th shot of the year.) I don’t know if I can make this one work, but for now I’ll post it as it stands so far. It might change. It might get trashed. I’m never sure until I’ve sat with something for a while. But these colors … yes, they are real colors … this is what happens when you wake up at some horrendous hour in the morning so that you can greet the new year with the sunrise and friends. (It actually IS worth the early rising, but that doesn’t stop me from grumbling about it!)

Water Abstract, 1.1.19