I pass by the harbor every day I'm headed into work. There are many mornings when the sun flashes fire as I zip by, and I think to myself... 'I should stop and take a photo.'
But I don't. I value being on time.
However, this morning, I was given absolutely no choice but to stop.
As I passed the docks yesterday morning, this display was so overpowering and compelling that I hit the brakes. I backed up in the road and turned into the paved parking area, and hopped out of the car with my camera phone.
The amount of color here was absolutely dazzling; the sky on fire with purple, yellow, and orange like I have seen only a time or two before.
It's easy to take for granted the beauty that surrounds your home. But fortunately, sometimes, beauty acts like a lover who feels unseen, who firmly grabs your hand, locks eyes with you, and pleads urgently, "Look at me!"
I snapped a half-dozen shots and hopped back into the car. But before I could drive away, I found myself jumping back out and taking more photos. Adjusting the range, the angle, the width.
I climbed back into the car, prepared to leave, and then jumped back out for more photos. It was comical in a way but poignant in others. These moments present themselves rarely, and on this day, I had enough sense to stand in the moment and enjoy it as fully as possible.
No filters. No adjustments. No enhancements. Just a crop to straighten the horizon and to remove part of the guardrail I caught in a few of the snaps.
I hope you enjoy this naturally firey display. The result was not the skill of the photographer as I have none. This was all nature.
Yes, I ended up late for work. But what the hell. Work can wait, today...
Cheers!
