Liz and I visited our good friends, Paul and Barb, at their place on Lake Champlain. The weather was glorious even if tough light in which to make photographs.
Paying attention to the “rule” to “not pay attention to rules,” I found myself outside—so important to my seeing—and the sun rippling off the waves onto the hull of a boat hoisted out of the water was absolutely beautiful.
Simple lines, colors and light were lovely. And it was one of those cases where the reality is a million times more interesting that a static photograph. Perhaps I’ll have to delve more into videography!
And, of course, I had to look at the reflections themselves in the rippling water. Also very lovely, this being one of the more interesting of the photographs I made, a bit less abstract than I usually find:
Liz shared a wonderful poem, “Water Picture” by May Swenson, about reflections in water. It was featured this week on Writer’s Almanac and is well worth reading.