I was outside early in my pajamas this morning. The morning air already warm, promising another scorcher here in the ‘Loops.
The sprinklers were on in the yard and the air was fresh. I captured a few images of the water spraying and played with my shutter speed to get different effects. It was a good practice time.
Then my attention was captured by this patch of daisies in our yard. I had waited with great anticipation all spring for them to bloom. When they popped a couple of weeks ago I didn’t have the time I wanted to spend with them–to capture them in photograph the way I saw them in my mind’s eye.
I snapped a few photos, played with some still life images, and pondered different ideas. Life has been such that I haven’t had opportunity to get back to them though.
And then, this morning happened.
An early, and still, Sunday morning with time before church to play with my camera.
To try different angles, different camera settings, to get wet from the spray of the sprinklers.
It was heavenly!
These daisies will be getting more exposure this week as I have some ideas for other still life photos. I’m pleased with these Sunday morning images. They speak of simplicity to me–the kind of beautiful simplicity found when quiets themselves enough to see it.
I predict there will be more of these early morning photo shoots in the future.
And I’m thinking I need to invest in a newer pair of PJs–a pair more fitting for outdoor photography sessions where one might be glimpsed by an early rising neighbour.
And, by the way, do you remember the old song called Daisy A Day? It’s a wonderful song, my hubby sometimes sings a line or two, just because. I found this rendition that has some perfect images with it.
Simple song. Simple images. Perfect.