As the Winter Solstice Approaches.
Already, I miss the higher sun, the longer days and, of course, my photo-walks around this rural haven that I call home. These few frames were among the last infrared captures I had made not too many weeks after the segue from summer, to autumn. Yes, I do miss my IR walks. The sun, the warmth, the solitude and, the searching – for the almost ethereal – are to me, those things that I enjoy most about it. As I look forward to next year’s spring, I shall embrace these shorter, darker, colder days – for their own challenges will become my own; but, I long for the light. If only to see scenes like these through my viewfinder again.