Giggle
Sometimes, just sometimes I give out a little giggle of joy when I take a photo. I just know all the elements have come together and I’ve captured something special, that’s to say special to me, somebody else might only see an ugly mustard mess. The canvas looked beautiful this morning as I entered the beach between two grassed dunes. With the sun punching through the soft light and reflecting off the sea, I’d already clocked the lone angler at the end of the steel and decided it could be an image. Then I saw the starlings being very lively on piles of washed up seaweed collecting the flies and I knew they would take flight in a moment into a mini murmuration. They were off as I turned panning their flight behind me and then across my canvas, I took the image as they covered the viewfinder and my eye caught the silhouette of the lone angler, I gave out a little giggle. I’d just fell back in love with photography again.
Giggle
Sometimes, just sometimes I give out a little giggle of joy when I take a photo. I just know all the elements have come together and I’ve captured something special, that’s to say special to me, somebody else might only see an ugly mustard mess. The canvas looked beautiful this morning as I entered the beach between two grassed dunes. With the sun punching through the soft light and reflecting off the sea, I’d already clocked the lone angler at the end of the steel and decided it could be an image. Then I saw the starlings being very lively on piles of washed up seaweed collecting the flies and I knew they would take flight in a moment into a mini murmuration. They were off as I turned panning their flight behind me and then across my canvas, I took the image as they covered the viewfinder and my eye caught the silhouette of the lone angler, I gave out a little giggle. I’d just fell back in love with photography again.