Dusting my macro lens off, metaphorically speaking that is, I went outside to see what I possibly could find as treasure. Our bushes out front caught my eye so I drew in closer to them. Sure enough, I began to see the possibilities of what I could create. Looking at and studying the terrain, therein I began my adventure.
I do not like to admit this, but I think my shooting in manual focus days are over while taking pictures with my macro lens. I don’t seem to be able to still this body enough to have shake-less shots. I’m sighing as I write these words, believe me. Being the optimist I am, however, I’ll see how things go as my macro season progresses. Perhaps the shaking will lessen as I strengthen my macro muscles.
By the time I returned inside our house, my toes were truly good and frozen. I had seen my neighbor while photographing, and in stopping what I was doing, we caught up a bit chatting about this and that. When we parted we both laughed because her toes were as cold as mine. But the conversation was worth it.
And now I share with all of you what I discovered in my bushes and the last picture, what I found on our picnic bench. Do enjoy!
Photography/ “Icy Dicey” /Feb. 2020©AmyRose Photography
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