For the first time in a long time my yearly February Yosemite visit ended without any snowfall or downpour. Nothing. Nada. You can imagine the disappointment written on my face as we headed home back to LA. But that’s just it, Mother Nature is always in charge, and you have to respect that.
In a way, good photographers are not lucky; they are storm chasers and light catchers. Seeking out the angry weather and only shooting when the best light rears its’ head.
This year I did something new: each image is comprised of only 1 exposure. In the past, I have always bracketed my shots, which means to take the same photograph at different changes in exposure. Some lighter, some darker.
The older I get the more I have learned to slow down and let the image in front of my lens dictate how I should capture it.