I have been scouting experimental farm as a subject for some awesome
HDR landscape shots ever since I moved into my apartment. Every single
day, for months now, I walked my dog and watched the farm change. From
snow and ice to soft mud and dry grass. Then I watched the University
staff prepare the soil and put the seed down. I watched the crop grow
and change it's shape, size and colour. I followed the weather
patterns, cloud formations and time of the day when light is the most
beautiful. Finally, yesterday all of it fell in place.
It was 7:30 p.m., just before the golden hour (July in Ottawa - I know, early!). The clouds were perfect and the sun was peeking through just as much as needed. Crops were ripe and wheat had that perfect golden hue.
I put on the heavy backpack with cameras and lenses, took the tripod in one hand and Oscar's leash in the other hand. I was on my way to make some awesome shots!
I got there and started setting up the equipment. A group of local boys from a nearby projects walked by.
"Look, a photographer!", yelled one of them in a mocking tone of voice. Everybody laughed. I ignored them and just kept preparing my shot. I was looking for a perfect angle and trying to get the settings just right. Then the Sun went behind the clouds. Beautiful light was gone. Everything looked plain and dull.
I decided to wait for the Sun to come out again, but the boys were just standing there, looking at me. They were very entertained with my troubles. So I packed up and went looking for another spot. I walked over to the middle of the farm, away from the pathway where boys were hanging out.
The Sun came out and it's rays gave the farm a beautiful bath of golden light. I was excited like a kid. This shot is going to turn out so great! I was almost ready when Oscar started his usual routine, sniffing and spinning around. He assumed the position and took the giant dump. The aroma was painfully strong. The stench almost made me dizzy. I cursed as usual, and took out the doggy bag. I picked up the poop and looked around. The closest trash can was almost a mile away. I'm not a punk. I'm not going to litter. I packed up the equipment and started walking real fast. It smelled really bad,... what was he eating?
Finally, after I properly disposed off Oscar's waste, I decided to walk over to the other side of the farm. Sun was shining and clouds never looked more beautiful. Light was so warm and subtle. I reached the location and started preparing the shot for the third time. Punks are gone and Oscar is done with his business. Nothing can stop me from taking this shot now. Even the camera batteries were fully charged (yes, that happened to me once, but that's another story).
I was finally ready to pull the trigger. And then the Sun, yet again, decided to get behind the clouds. The golden hour was almost over. I raised my eyes to the sky in disbelief. Is that it? Did I go through all this for nothing? I set on the ground and started thinking when can I do all this again. Not this week, I work the night shift. Maybe the week after...
And then the Sun decided to peek through the clouds one more time. I reached for the camera and fired a series of shots. I didn't really care about anything being perfect anymore. It's was as good as it could be and the day was saved.
Have a nice week everyone!!