Had you set about the salt marsh to draw up a sunset on a late September evening in the mid-Atlantic it ought look like this. Bronzed rust tones overtaking once green grasses in a slow, albeit determined race toward inevitability. Above you rainbow pastels are strewn and pulled into a never repeating gossamer stretched about the sky. All backlit by a rich clear blue heralding the return of stiff northern winds. Cold weather is coming, best to enjoy these last few weeks of comfortable temperatures before the drive toward darkness sets in anchored with the bitter bite of cold.
As I was on Cedar Run Dock Road’s salt marsh last night making photographs some thoughts came to mind:
- September is a solid month for sunsets. I hypothesize it has a higher degree of quality sunsets than most other months—the summer months at least. I have yet to verify with my own archives, but it feels this way. They all have this kind of color scheme and pastel cloud combination as photographed here. Of course, recency bias may be undermining better judgement since we are coming off about a week or so of this kind of sunset. If i am right, I wonder what drives this trend? Seasonal change? Angle and position of the sun? Something else entirely?
- Despite temperatures a shade below room temperature while I was shooting, I could feel the wind driving colder air and drying out my face. A reminder winter approaches.
- Seeing the marsh transition to brown always is bitter sweet. On the one hand the lush days of a vibrant green landscape are over, while on the other hand, the promise of superlative winter sunsets with a peculiar color palette draws near.
- I was able to capture quality photographs three out of the last seven days. It has been a long while since I had a run like this. (See also recency bias in bullet one.)
- I miss editing photos on a spacious 27″ iMac. Major first world problem, I know, but I do miss it. The added real estate brought me so much closer to my own work. Working on a laptop these past few years has left me feeling somehow disconnected to my art. A good craftsman ought not blame his tools but is it so wrong to miss them?
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