Wet photography, Fox Point Beach, Nova Scotia
I really enjoy photographing in foggy, murky, misty weather because of the soft lighting and lack of harsh sunlight. Beautiful color saturation and the lack of strong shadows can really have you come away with great images, especially if you enjoy photographic "beach-combing". On this occasion the conditions were ideal, until the murk became mist, which turned into a downpour of cold rain that continued off and on for several days.
Here's a camera club friend getting ready to return to our vehicle after heavy rain became a bit too much to put up with. On this occasion there wasn't a breath of wind, the torrential rain coming straight down, making it just barely possible to work with an umbrella. Eventually, we got soaked anyway from moving through wet grass and bushes.
As I'm typing this in my computer room, I can smell the pungent aroma of wildfire smoke from huge fires in Nova Scotia. The largest, in Shelburne County, is about 300miles northeast of my location here just north of Boston. The smell isn't the burning leaves odor you get when folks do yard work in the fall, or the campfire scent familiar to folks who camp and cook outdoors. This acrid scent is what you get when multiple structures have been destroyed, an almost sickening mix of odors from the burning of all sorts of man-made materials, familiar to almost any firefighter who has been called out to a structure fire. Both the fire west of Halifax and the larger one in the southern area of the province are still out of control, and will be for some time, The maritime provinces are in desperate need of an extended period of soaking rain. Several days of the kind shown in my pic would be a blessing.
Taken years ago with my old Kodak DX6490 point & shoot camera.
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Wet photography, Fox Point Beach, Nova Scotia
I really enjoy photographing in foggy, murky, misty weather because of the soft lighting and lack of harsh sunlight. Beautiful color saturation and the lack of strong shadows can really have you come away with great images, especially if you enjoy photographic "beach-combing". On this occasion the conditions were ideal, until the murk became mist, which turned into a downpour of cold rain that continued off and on for several days.
Here's a camera club friend getting ready to return to our vehicle after heavy rain became a bit too much to put up with. On this occasion there wasn't a breath of wind, the torrential rain coming straight down, making it just barely possible to work with an umbrella. Eventually, we got soaked anyway from moving through wet grass and bushes.
As I'm typing this in my computer room, I can smell the pungent aroma of wildfire smoke from huge fires in Nova Scotia. The largest, in Shelburne County, is about 300miles northeast of my location here just north of Boston. The smell isn't the burning leaves odor you get when folks do yard work in the fall, or the campfire scent familiar to folks who camp and cook outdoors. This acrid scent is what you get when multiple structures have been destroyed, an almost sickening mix of odors from the burning of all sorts of man-made materials, familiar to almost any firefighter who has been called out to a structure fire. Both the fire west of Halifax and the larger one in the southern area of the province are still out of control, and will be for some time, The maritime provinces are in desperate need of an extended period of soaking rain. Several days of the kind shown in my pic would be a blessing.
Taken years ago with my old Kodak DX6490 point & shoot camera.
100-5960