For Wordless Wednesday.
Fern Cove Preserve on Vashon Island in Puget Sound. For Jez’s Water Water Everywhere.
Friday night’s sky was interesting:
The weather report for the weekend was “scattered rain”. It sounds so tame compared to the dramatic skies we saw:
Awoke to bright sunshine, but now it’s clouding up.
From my last flight, last March to retrieve my Dad before lock downs started. Soooo long ago.
A year of flowers, clouds, raindrops…
I just finished going back through the posts from this year, a longer project than expected. I posted a lot this year, including two months where I posted at least once a day!
Going through the posts, I noticed a few trends: lots of flowers, mostly taken while walking the dogs around the neighborhood:
Lots of sky photos with dramatic clouds, mostly taken locally (Puget Sound region), although New Zealand had some great clouds as well:
…And raindrops: a lot of pictures with close-ups of raindrops, perhaps a sign of spending most of my year in Seattle:
I’ve also been spending time learning about photo processing. I learned how to take things for a spin (and a lot about blending modes in the process):
…And spent quite a bit of time learning about black and white:
These experiments, and wanting to give myself some structure around keeping the experimentation up, led me to start a new monthly challenge on my other website:
I was not in a great place as the year started, because of some turmoil in the family. Until I reread the first post from 2020 : Another year over…I’d forgotten how depressed I was! I even left my 2018 wrap up in the featured block because it wasn’t sad. Turns out my conclusion was almost foresight, although not in the way I would have predicted!
We were truly blessed to have been able to spend some time with our son over Chinese New Year, we met in the middle (more or less) in New Zealand, and the pandemic was rearing its ugly head as we parted.
Since parting we message daily and have a video talk once a week. We are so fortunate to have these connecting technologies. It was so much more difficult for families living apart during the 1918 flu…most people didn’t even have telephones in those days!
So ends 2020.
I am opposed to making New Year’s resolutions and too many things are up in the air right now to make predictions…maybe it has always been so and, until now, we just didn’t realize how fragile our norms were.