London was the first European city my husband and I went to together. (He was just my boyfriend at the time!) Quite honestly, our first impression of it wasn’t the greatest. We arrived jetlagged, only to find ourselves sharing this city with millions others who were out on the Thames that day. It happened to be a sunny spring day, which is apparently a pretty rare thing.
We decided to skip the long lines at the London Eye and just admire this tall Ferris wheel from the ground. The red capsule really stood out among the white ones!
I had seen many photos of the British Museum and I knew I wanted to take a picture of its geometric glass ceiling from the start. I brought my wide angle lens on the trip mostly for this very reason, though I wound up finding great use for it, as you can see in the other two photos.
This quarter, I am selling eight photos at my Etsy shop. It’s a series called “The Colors of Autumn”. I think that’s pretty self-explanatory, right? Please take a look!
About two-and-a-half hours away from my home is the Mt. Rainier National Park. It’s close enough for a day trip, but far enough to not have been able to explore as much as I would have liked and not be there for early morning or late afternoon. I went during the middle of the week in the summer, and even though I knew that summer was busy there, I wasn’t prepared by all the tourists that I came upon at Paradise.
I entered the park at the Ohanapecosh Entrance, at the southeast corner of the park. I then drove west through the winding roads to come closer and closer to Mt. Rainier. At Paradise, I parked my car and hiked for a short time on the Nisqually Vista Trail, which brought me to the southern face (quite literally if you check out some of the photos below!) of the mountain. I also came within about 10 feet with a young bear, who thankfully was too busy scratching on a tree to notice me. I was hoping to see some of the famous wildflowers, but I think I came too early in the summer; they were few and far in between. I read all about them over the latter part of August through the internet. I guess that just gives me an excuse to go back next summer. I then kept going west and left via the Nisqually Entrance, at the southwestern part of the park.
I went to Trillium Lake in October last year, but the rain and clouds of the Pacific Northwest winters had already descended upon the mountains. In fact, on October 1st, the snow was already quietly falling and leaving a slippery layer on the roads. I arrived at Trillium Lake and had no idea which direction to look for Mt. Hood. But never mind, it was hidden far beyond the low clouds.
With that, I was determined to come back to Trillium Lake and Mt. Hood under better weather conditions. That opportunity arrived over this Labor Day weekend. On August 31st, I arrived in time for sunset. There was a momentary glow on Mt. Hood, but as the dense evening fog rolled in, Mt. Hood became invisible. I had hoped for the orange glows over the mountain, so this was some what diasppointing, but it also made me want to get up early the following morning to watch the sun come up above the eastern sky.
The sunrise was absolutely amazing, and I think yielded some of my favorite photography this year (so far, anyway, there’s still a couple of months left!). The cold air from overnight created a layer of fog right above the lake, winding through the trees under the mountain and slowly lifted like a veil from the face of the mountain. A lenticular cloud tried very hard to form against the western edge of Mt. Hood, but it dissipated before it could fully form. Not long after the sun rose above the eastern horizon, a few people on canoes and kayaks trickled onto the still water.
I am so thrilled that I got to experience this beautiful sight. I am looking forward to photographing this magical place again in the future, perhaps under different color skies and weather conditions. In the mean time, I’m going to glance repeatedly at the prints that I had enlarged of some of these photos.