daring invitation
I am one who never trespasses people's houses, but this guy's house (my neighbor) has a long long yard and its end is right next to my side yard separated by a wire fence. The light at this particular end of his yard is great in early in the morning or early evening. His tree branches have been calling out my name every year now for the last 3-4 autumns ever since i knew what light meant to photography. So this year, the dare devil in me finally caved in to call of the good light. So one early evening last week, i took a little stool and finally treaded onto foreign land by climbing over the fence for the first time in the 12 years i live in my house. Once i made over to his side of the yard, i made sure he couldn't see me by hiding behing this big pine tree trunk and snapped away few shots.... I was there for a good 10-15 minutes, but not without apprehension that he'd be jumping out of nowhere in his yard to catch me in the act :) When i finally jumped back to my side of the fence and had some time to reflect on my action later in the evening, I was fairly convinced a pediphile's last concern or interest would be a grown man standing around his tree with a little camera.... time will tell.
daring invitation
I am one who never trespasses people's houses, but this guy's house (my neighbor) has a long long yard and its end is right next to my side yard separated by a wire fence. The light at this particular end of his yard is great in early in the morning or early evening. His tree branches have been calling out my name every year now for the last 3-4 autumns ever since i knew what light meant to photography. So this year, the dare devil in me finally caved in to call of the good light. So one early evening last week, i took a little stool and finally treaded onto foreign land by climbing over the fence for the first time in the 12 years i live in my house. Once i made over to his side of the yard, i made sure he couldn't see me by hiding behing this big pine tree trunk and snapped away few shots.... I was there for a good 10-15 minutes, but not without apprehension that he'd be jumping out of nowhere in his yard to catch me in the act :) When i finally jumped back to my side of the fence and had some time to reflect on my action later in the evening, I was fairly convinced a pediphile's last concern or interest would be a grown man standing around his tree with a little camera.... time will tell.