sign of springtime
growing wild
on a hillside,
always impressive,
wild things
in wild places.
snow melt
waters
cool hillsides,
and arrowleaf
balsamroot.
this year i'll
miss the daisies.
a time has come
to go to distant
places, to
move along,
and find other
signs of spring,
in other places.
adventure seems to
beckon; we will go.
I make photos to make myself feel good; I share in hope of making you feel good. I do as much as I can in the camera, but it does not always end there.
Part of making an image in the 21st century is processing a captured image in the computer. This is like dodging and burning in the darkroom of yesterday.
I use Photoshop cc and Lightroom cc. The result is not always what I saw, maybe what I wish I saw. Sometimes, the resulting image is a creation more than a recording. Most of the time, I keep it believable and realistic.
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