When I woke-up in bed this morning, I realised that it was not Monday. That made me smile. Then I opened my eyes slowly and I could see the lights coming through the curtains. Yesterday was cloudy unlike the rest of the days in the previous week that were sunny and warm. It looked like we are having another basking day on this first Sunday of April.
After a simple breakfast, I sat with my black coffee in the living room sofa for a long time. It did not have to be too strong as there was no need for me to stimulate my nerve system in urgency. The thermo-mug kept the drink warm, sustaining this moment of comfort.
Still I will be wasting a wonderful day at home like this. So I took out my camera and spare lenses for a long walk in the woods. It is only a ten-minute drive from home.
According to a local web-guide, this woodland is about 150 acres with oak, sweet chestnut, birch and hazel. It connects to the neighbouring shaws. Come here in May and the place is filled with Bluebells. Other than the songs of the birds that you hear occasionally, the place rests in silence.
The oak trees are really tall. And still in its winter outlook, the branches and trunks create fascinating geometric patterns.
The balance between light and shade; mixture of colours; the different shapes of the objects – these are the basic composition of a photograph. And on a bright and crisp morning, you could see very clearly the various combination of these elements. I walked slowly with my head up looking at the tree-tops and the blue sky. With every step you take, the scenery changes. It was a dazzling experience.
The past weeks have been rather stormy at work with series of urgent actions – shots flying from all directions. I needed a Sunday slot like this and it worked out very well.
Back at home after my walk, I dozed off whilst editing the photos from the woods. It was a calm day throughout. And taking the good advise from my close friend who said spend less time pubbing, I made it a dry-weekend.