At the moment I am living in a Winter wonderland. Due to freezing temperatures and weather conditions, the trees now have a winter dress. According to the Swiss weather man on radio, it all depends on how quickly it freezes whether we get pretty patterns or not. If it freezes too quickly you just get ice, but if the process goes slowly you get sculptured ice – something like that. In any case he did not exactly say it was an invitation to take photos, but that is the way I look at it.
Every time I go shopping with my chauffeur I sit next to him with the camera. As soon as we leave the garage, I have removed it from my bag, taken off the lens cap and organised the camera. I do not have a big opportunity for fitting the right lens at the right time, so just use the basic lens and settings. I usually set the camera to transport option, as we are moving and I have to avoid getting blurred photos. Transport on my camera means it takes 2 photos one quickly after the other. When I upload them on the comuter in the evening I have a production of about 60-70 photos, half of which I usually delete.
Now and again Mr. Swiss does tell me to put the camera down as I am disturbing his view on the road, but this is usually when he is turning a corner and then photos are not so good in any case. He always has something to complain about, but that is man. We eventually arrive at the supermarket, but who knows, perhaps there is an interesting arrival on the meat counter, or the fruit selection that is worthy of a photo.
Eventually we leave the supermarket after taking a few photos of the newest flower arrivals, so my camera is again ready for the return journey. I like action in life. Some look out of the window, some might do crossword puzzles, others listen to music – me, I take photos.
We seem to live in the middle of a forest at the moment. There is nothing like frosty weather to feature trees.
At last my cold has decided to say a slow goodbye. Yesterday was the first night for a long while that I did not awake coughing and spluttering and sneezing. Mr. Swiss still has his cold but it is a man cold and they last longer. At the moment I am sitting here on my tod writing, as he had to pay a visit to the doc, with orders to buy some bread in the store that happens to be next to the doctor’s surgery. Sometimes I quite like peaceful mornings with no-one at home, just me and few blackbirds and magpies outside and my breakfast. What could be better.
Another favourite subject of mine to photograph is mistletoe in the trees. There is a certain area on the drive, where there are a group of trees, all having their mistletoe growths. They are a parasite of course. The berries somehow arrive on the bark of the tree and then they begin to bury their roots into the tree and share the tree. I find they make interesting subjects to photograph. Of course, some say they kill the trees eventually, and this is probably true, but these trees have been where they are, complete with mistletoe for as long as I can remember, so perhaps they live in symbiosis with each other. It might even be that the two species can no longer live without one another. I am sure this should be a good basis for some sort of science fiction or horror story. The invasion of the Mistletoe – the Christmas threat, or Never kiss under the Mistletoe, they could be planning to devour you.
And as we were approaching the town of Solothurn, the local trains was approaching us, another one of my favourite themes. I could have brighten up the photo, but this was how it appeared in real life. It was a dull grey day and so it should be – not everything has to be distorted with a photo programme.
And now I will leave you, I have things to do and places to go and action is called for. Housework is not completed at the computer, unfortunately.