“To photograph is to hold one’s breath, when all faculties converge to capture fleeting reality. It’s at that precise moment that mastering an image becomes a great physical and intellectual joy.” ~Henri Cartier-Bresson
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Woke up to 26 degrees this morning. This is a big deal for parts of the lower California Foothills. Before the sun melted the frost, the dogs and I dashed outside with my Canon Power shot A520 and took these pictures. I love this old camera. It's a trooper and proves that less expensive cameras can capture the moment just as well as the expensive ones. (My Nikon was out of power. Must remember to plug it in before tomorrow.)
A frosted world of loveliness beckoned, in lieu of the snow I had hoped for. I'm trying to appreciate the beauty that is, rather than what was hoped for. It's not hard to do early in the morning on the day before Thanksgiving.
Matilda thinks otherwise. She had that look that said...."Damn, it was cold last night. I think I just laid a frozen egg."
Time to make Cranberry sauce and cookies for tomorrow.
Have a great day....