You know those times when you have to drag yourself from your bed? But once you’re up and about you’re glad you did?
That moment between waking up, still half sleeping.
Then your brain kicks in and asks in quick succession, “What day are at at, what time is it, where do we need to be today?”
At this time of year in my part of the world it’s still dark outside which makes the day less inviting. However, I was booked for work and had to be there for 7;30 am, so get moving, Watson.
And as the sun edges above the horizon, you begin to realise that it’s actually going to be a beautiful day. Arriving at the location, there’s a beautiful, almost new Beech King Air that’s been parked overnight, covered in morning dew. Behind it, the sun is lighting up the dew that’s covering the grass. The PT6 engine gleaming as it sits at rest, waiting for the covers to be removed.
Just a few steps onto the grass and you shoes would be soaked through, the morning dew is that intense.
There’s not a breath of wind. It’s almost totally silent. I have only my iPhone 7 Plus.
And I can hear my own breath and the crunch of my footsteps as I walk around the cold alloy, admiring the perfect paintwork and shiny blades of the variable pitch propellor and that shiny spinner.
It’s a lovely day.
Nearly every image I take passes through Adobe Lightroom, if only to be cataloged to find again later and tweaked slightly. Indeed one of my friends constantly winds me up about Lightroom adjustments, “But it’s not a real photo, is it?”
This shot is straight out of the iPhone 7 Plus camera app. Not tweaks, no adjustments. Just the watermark.
It’s the kind of image that reminds you that when the day begins, if you’re fortunate you’re able to make it as good or as bad as you wish to.