I have been to the Rocky Mountains many times before, and I have taken many pictures there, but there is something special when you bring someone who has never been before. Capturing their awe and excitement ignited a new form of inspiration of taking pictures of things I have taken many times before, but with a new element of excitement. I have seen the Rockies enough times that, while I still love and appreciate it, I don't have the same feeling of awe as a first timer, so revisiting and recapturing it with @climbingvalkyrie was a way that made the Rockies feel new to me again.
Although we went in August, grad school took up any possible time I had to enhance these pictures, but it's finally winter break, so you can look forward to a couple of posts of my favorite shots. .
The first round is a series of her taking pictures in some of the very same spots I and many before me have photographed from. When looking at scenic and landscape shots, the viewer does not often think about the fact that there is a person taking the shot and the context of the photographer, so here is my perspective on the photographer.
The golden moth, a short but true sory
Stop! Cried the little boy.
The man stopped in his tracks and looked at the little eyes staring at him.
-There's something on your boot, a butterfly!
-There are no butterflies in winter, maybe it's a piece of leaf.
He bent down in the snow, to look at the tiny thing stuck to the side of his boot.
-Nice find Rareş! It seems to be a moth, and it's still alive! Let's put it somewhere safe.
They found a raggy old log and put the moth between some bark and roots. Then, they took pictures and walked off. You can't keep the camera out too long in the falling sleet, not this old thing that you can't afford replacing.
He, somehow, had a tiny golden moth on his big rubber boot. He coudn't feel his toes but his chest felt like someone had lit a nice cosy fire inside. Last summer, this boy was squashing bugs for fun and now he saw this tiny, fragile creature on a moving boot and decided to save it.
The kids grew and his soul grew with them. They were the only thing keeping him safe from darkness.