The lack of posts here has little to do with enthusiasm and much to do with the weather. When its been good weather, I have been elsewhere, and when I’m all set to go to the paddocks, the weather turns viral.
But I loaded up the Driazabone (and they are which is why they are so good), and headed out. The weather went from inclement to downright foggy. I had trouble seeing cars coming along the track to the forest.
And it really didn’t get much better. However a good trusty tripod is such a good thing, even if its a bit heavy. Or gets left behind in the marshes and requires a return trip just to retrieve the missing tripod in the middle of the night. (Don’t ask, just put it down to old timers forgetfulness).
I’ve taken of late to shooting from the tripod with it very low to the ground, legs stretched out and laying behind it. It gives the feeding birds an interesting perspective and makes the depth-of-field, both a challenge and an opportunity. Harder to nail focus on small birds, but when it does the soft backgrounds don’t get in the way. The robins on the moss beds are standing on a very narrow sharp area and everything else is out of focus. Old bones do creak a bit when I get up to move but.
The wonderful thing about mist for a photographer is soft delicate light that comes from it all, and the lovely moody effects it adds to landscapes. It’s a bit tough through when the bird is about 8 metres away and the mist makes the image all soft and fuzzy.
But as a photographer mate says, “The light now melds over everything it touches”, and he’s right. No harsh shadows, no contrasts, soft muted colours and light that edges its way around three dimensionally. Super.
The robins have indeed become conspicuously absent the past few times. The much anticipated flock hasn’t eventuated and its really small isolated families that move rapidly from place to place. But there are a few gems among them.