we photographed lee hill this past autumn sunday underneath a bare ginkgo tree who graciously dropped her leaves leaving a yellow blanket of soft fan-shaped origami, perfect as our backdrop. a windy saturday left the prettiest trees barren and crumbled to brown the maple pinks and poplar golds. gone were the graceful willows with their feathery leaves of yellowy red. left behind on most of our favorite spots were prickly skeletons of a once beautiful tree. and yet, amidst the falling beauty we found the ginkgo tree with lee- and he, like i, found it quite the spot for picture-taking. he buried pinecones, and tossed leaves, ran with dad- and even found a quiet moment alone with mom.
i love the beauty of nature- the changing seasons, the new excitement each landscape offers for her three month billboard of the year. i love how the camera captures those colors and makes them sharper and more brilliant than the human eye does. i admire my professional counterparts who shoot nature in her quieted form- and yet, for me, what makes it beautiful is the happiness that is put it in with moving life. for me, the falling leaves are grander if they are being thrown by a child. the cornflower blue sky is more vibrant when it creates the background for happy faces.
i have sometimes questioned whether i have a good direction in life. and now, watching lee hill and the many others i have been fortunate enough to capture on camera, i am pretty sure i know my direction and i have found my destination.
i have the many happy faces of some fantastic families and their children to thank for that- oh, and a couple of very vibrant ginkgo trees.
jg.
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