South Prairie Creek
Just a creek, just a sunny day: these are actually amazing things, full of life even in winter.
This is a certain spot along South Prairie Creek, less than a mile from our home, that has that special something for me: a majestic sweep of water and trees, a fast-moving miniature river of mountain water.
I love the way the trees hang over the river, the way high water has mowed down the weeds and wildflowers, the soft carpet of green that’s always around somewhere in the Pacific Northwest. And a blue sky, that rarest of all rare birds here, where rain is normal and sunshine is a gift.
Sony a7r IV with Sony 14mm f/1.8 lens. ISO 100, f/2.8, 1/2500th sec. Wow to this lens: sharp, warm, and it sees everything, lays all those photons so perfectly on my camera’s eye. It’s just an ignored stream beside a bumpy road in the middle of nowhere, but not to me. I’m always amazed at how much beauty is immediately around us all the time.
Me too, amazed at the beauty everywhere. The best gift of being an artist is the trained eye to see nuanced color, texture, shape, shadows all the time. I live in gratitude. I can relate to loving a creek.