Light is a funny thing. If it weren’t for photography I probably wouldn’t be aware of the infinite variation, of how no two sunsets produce exactly the same quality of light.
I try to walk a couple of miles a day so that I don’t turn into a complete wreck and these walks are much more interesting at this time of year, partly because it is pretty treacherous underfoot and a break in concentration is likely to lead to nothing good. I do, however, always have my camera in my pocket just in case something interesting is worth a quick snapshot. Unlike the Summer (our other season) it has to be photographing OR walking as opposed to ambling around snapping things of interest as I go.
While I was out the other day the quality of the light changed really quickly from pleasant to beautiful – when this happens the only thing to be done is to head for the nearest reasonably photogenic place and start taking pictures. The thing is, once the light hits a certain quality anything looks good and the less clutter the better. Snow is an ideal subject as it is smooth but the ridges and furrows allow the light to do its stuff.
This light only lasted for about 7 minutes before it changed. The small version of the picture here is a little cramped to really catch the feel of the sunset, in this case it really is worth checking out the larger version