Garry came back from the grocery while the snow was softly falling. I already had flowers from last week, so I picked out the ones that were dead, left the chrysanthemums which were in good shape.
But I was grateful. We’ll be locked in the house for a day or two, depending on how much snow we get, though it’s supposed to relatively light and fluffy. That is my favorite kind of snow and I’m sure there’s a special word for it in some arctic language. There are a bunch and I don’t know any of them.
Autumn in New England is a total saturation experience. I often turn down saturation. Natural color is almost surreal.
The original photograph is true color direct from the camera. The adjustments were cropping, exposure, and a single click (1%) saturation.
The further north one goes, the earlier foliage peaks. We missed peak in three states, but I was happy with the color we saw. It was beautiful just the way it was.
In changing saturation, I feel that less is more. I am apt to lower saturation rather than raise it. Saturation, in theory, changes only the intensity of color, but in practice, it changes tones too. Gray becomes blue. Skies becomes pixellated. Everything becomes more grainy.
My suggestion? Adjust saturation using a light touch. It doesn’t take much to turn a pretty picture garish.
I love trying out various effects. Often my goal is to make a photograph look like a painting. If I were a painter, I would do it with a brush and canvas. Since I’m not, Photoshop provides interesting tools and Google’s NIK filters offer even more choices.
You can judge for yourself. I certainly enjoyed doing them.
Garry thought it was high time I got a new bouquet and this time, he chose one of my favorites, sunflowers. Is there any flower that better symbolizes summer? That looks as if it contains its own sunbeam?
Here is my bouquet of sunflowers. On the last day of July, in the late afternoon sunshine on the deck.
These are places I pass as I go to and from the various routine errands and activities of life. They aren’t special places … or rather, they aren’t places that I have to seek out because they are along the roads I use every day.
It’s easy to stop noticing what’s right in front of you. It’s always there, so you don’t realize that it’s special. Then, because I’ve taken my camera, my vision changes. I notice things that are more usually background to the world in which I live.
And I realize that they are indeed special or would be to others and ought to be for me, too. That’s one of the greatest boons I get from photography, that it makes me notice the things around me that otherwise just pass by along the roads I travel.
These are all local roads, on the way to the doctor, on the way to the grocery, coming back from the place I sometimes purchase a scratch ticket.
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