It usually happens every year about this time. The last of the summer flowers, the sunflowers, have had their days in the sun and the summer heat has cooked the clouds into oblivion, leaving blown out scenes on the coast and here on the farm. It’s the dog days of August. Bright, vibrant color takes a vacation and my enthusiasm for photograpy begins to sag. Then I remember the flower cooler, that cool oasis for color where all the flowers we can’t grow because of the intense heat are imported and stored to await the arrangers..
I’ve never cared for photographing arranged flowers. I much prefer shooting bunches of them in buckets like these long stem roses above.
The light level in the flower cooler is, as you might guess, quite low and since I don’t like using flash, I had to dial up the ISO and close down the lens. A tripod was mandatory.
After I fired off maybe a dozen or so shots, I decided to just have a seat in the flower cooler and chill out a bit but for the first time in several days, I was anxious to get home and process my work. Nothing like a little color to wake up your eyes and your enthusiasm. Thanks for visiting and have a good week ahead. See you next time.