When the only sign of color in my picture is a...
Since I have belonged to Active Rain, I have become used to having a camera with me at all times. Sometimes it may be odd in checking pockets for wallet and watch, I also include still and video.
Over time, this photography habit has allowed me to appreciate my local area, and all the beauty that it holds. Sandy UT and the Salt Lake Valley are alive with photo opportunities. Scenery, people at work, seasonal change, happenstance - all produce likely subjects. Of course, the holidays and festive lights entice me into recording events well into the evening hours.
Saturday morning produced the accompanying photo. An event that I had not experienced before.
It was 10am after a good snowfall of eight or so incles, (promised 1 -2 inches of slushy accumulation ~ but what would they know?) The scene near my home, in Sandy UT,was so bleak that in color it interpreted almost in black and white. The only give away is a small red marking on the footpath for maintenance purposes.
Roads and footpath had been cleared. How else would I have been there in my motorized chair on my way, with my puppets, to a Christmas breakfast at my local church.
A passing motorist pulled to the curb to photograph me. After all I was in a red jacket and Santa hat, possibly stuck in a snow drift. I was to be the only color in his photograph.
For me, photography is my invitation to be out and about in Sandy UT in all weather.