These were planted in late July instead of late June which had been the normal practice here. Other than extending the blooming season, it probably made little difference. There’s no maintenance involved. You plant the seeds and Mother Nature does the rest. These Van Goghs lasted right on into September. A nice lead-in to fall! Thanks for looking and have a good week. See you next time.
The thick fog that has been forming toward the dawn for the past few weeks has been yielding some rather surreal views across the rural landscape. Worthy I thought of posting a couple of additional shots.
Getting into position to take these shots has been an adventure unto itself. I came within a hair of smashing my face into one of these utility poles feeling my way up the path in the foreground. The fog was so dense it was like walking through gray cotton. No filters or tricky processing here. Just raw images converted in Adobe Photoshop. By 9:30 or 10 in the morning, the fog has burned off as the summer heat begins another trip into the high 90’s. Thanks for the look and have a good week. See you next time.
I do a lot of rural and farm photography. For one thing, it’s where I am and for another, I’ve found a a bit of a market for it. I’m often drawn by what is growing the fields. I suppose cotton is the most photogenic of the crops grown in Eastern North Carolina with Tobacco running a distant second. There’s just something magical about a big field of pure white cotton at dawn. As for Tobacco, I find it quite photogenic when it begins to ripen and flower. Soybeans have little appeal for me until their foliage begins to turn and the beans ripen to a golden brown. I seldom venture into a corn field except to photograph the stalks left in the field in the fall. The less traditional crops here, Sunflowers, Peonies etc will always get my immediate and undivided attention.
Primarily though, I’m drawn by the weather and the sky condition at dawn. A foggy morning will always find me in the field, regardless of what is growing there……even if it’s nothing but weeds
On this particular morning, I was blessed with an interesting sunrise, a healthy crop of tobacco and fog.
That’s tobacco on the left side of the service road, cotton to the right and in the far distance, field corn. The fog, which has begun to burn off, gives the colors a bit of a pop like that of a polarizer. I use no filters when shooting on a foggy morning. I particularly avoid any haze filters and obviously have no need for a polarizer. So next time you encounter a foggy morning out in the boonies, get up, get out there and grab a little magic. Thanks for the visit. Have a good week. See you next time.
……..And there’s nothing much to write home about at ground level, zero in on the big show in the sky! That was the case this past week in the farm fields of Eastern North Carolina. The crops are in the ground but they’re months away from showing their stuff. The soothing green foliage provides a nice foreground base but it doesn’t make for a very interesting picture. I always go to spot metering in situations like this. When this mode is selected, the camera meters a circle 3.5 mm (.14 in.) or approximately 2.5% of the frame with the circle centered on the focus point. This makes it possible to meter off center subjects ensuring that the focal point will be exposed correctly even when the background is much darker or much brighter. The result can be spectacular.
The trick is to remember to re-meter as the sky changes which, of course, it is constantly doing. When the sun enters the equation (when it rises above the horizon) be sure to take your meter point away from it. This will ensure a proper exposure.
You’ll probably need to do a little work in post, particularly if you shoot in RAW as I always do. It allows me to change white balance and other aspects of the data to suit me. As one who always under-exposes, I often have to boost shadows and tweak color curves. Be careful with the clarity button in Camera Raw though. Boosting it too much will result in a halo at the horizon. Sharpen the frame and you’re in business. A final tip. Photoshop (Elements etc..) offers a haze reduction button in the editing mode which often works quite well. It’s worth a try. Like so many things, I find digital DSLR’s and processing software at first to be overly complicated to the point of being obtuse but then spend every day thereafter being amazed at what they can do. Have a good week ahead. See you next time.
With July, we enter what I’ve always called the second phase of Summer; the start of the high heat in North Carolina. Nowhere is that more evident that in the Hydrangea beds. The vivid initial blooms came in late May and early June. I should point out here that in Eastern North Carolina, Summer really begins in early May. It’s when the warmer temperatures set in and the blooms emerge in their deepest hues.
With the coming of July, the blooms begin their color change, going from deep blue in this case to lighter blue.
As July ripens, the blooms slowly turn to a pale blue and light yellow, then slowly begin to dry out.
For cut flower purposes, hydrangea blooms are harvested here during each phase. Many are selected for drying.
It’s the PH of the soil that determines Hydrangea color. Blue requires an acidic soil of 5.5. or lowers. Pink demands neutral to alkaline soil or a PH of 5.5 to 6.5. For Purple blooms, plant in a mix of acidic and alkaline soil of 5.5 and 6.5. If you want more control over the color, plant them in containers.
As for shooting them, I usually use a 60 mm Micro lens. Micro is Nikon speak for Macro. I prefer to shoot in the shade and I seldom use a polarizer because in the shade, glare is seldom a problem. And use a tripod. It’s my experience that floral shots like these seldom score well in the social media whirl of likes and loves and such but the are fun to shoot and who knows, you might even sell one or two. Thanks for the look and the read and have a good week. See you next time.
Dawn was rubbing against the windshield of my ancient RAV 4 as I negotiated a seldom used, overgrown path next to a corn field. A very angry thunderstorm had slowly snailed across the area overnight dumping biblical amounts of rain. I had stopped just short of an almost washed out causeway over a drainage ditch that had not drained. I decided not to chance it. Getting old slowly robs you of your confidence. I grabbed my cameras and legged it the rest of the way. I was sure that just around the corner of the treeline on the left was the goose that laid the golden egg, or, in this case, a golden sunrise amidst a cloudy sky over a large tobacco field. I was not disappointed.
I’ve always dreamed about living within driving distance of Yellowstone or the Grand Tetons, but one plays the cards they are dealt. My hand, such as it is, “ain’t” too bad. The picturesque North Carolina Coast is nearby, but on this particular day, tobacco fields were on the to-do list. I’ve had good luck licensing shots to various tobacco foundations and branding firms over the years, the great majority of which are overseas. Smoking, I suppose, is still very much in vogue there. Mind you, I’m no great fan of tobacco. One of the hardest things I ever did was kick the smoking addiction. My wife grew up on a small tobacco farm and says you would be hard pressed to find a more miserable way to earn a living. Having said that, I submit that tobacco has a certain artistic quality to it. The huge green leaves which slowly morph to a golden brown as the plant ripens along with the pink flowers make for a very pleasing scene.
I donned a long sleeved shirt before venturing down the row. Skin coming in contact with tobacco, particularly when it is wet after rain, is a must to avoid. My wife has many stories about nicotine poisoning when she was a young girl. Those memories led us to get out of the tobacco growing business more than a decade ago when I retired from broadcast news. Our crop this year will be cotton; to my mind, one of the more picturesque of farm crops. There is just something about a field covered in white at sunrise. Stay tuned.
I apologize for being AWOL last week. I suffer from Pudendal Neuralgia. I’ll spare you the details. Suffice to say, there are good days and bad days. Last weekend was not good. As I’ve learned in my old age, learn to enjoy your struggles. As always, thanks for the look and have a good week ahead. See you next time.
A few moments after Sunrise and the Eastern sky has a distinct South West Flavor to it but just over 8 hours later, a view to the North has a totally different color pallet. Even the sour grass which appears red in the foreground shadows above looks totally different by mid afternoon. I suppose the moral of the story is, don’t forget to go back and take another look.
Both shots taken with a Nikon D800e and a 18-35mm lens. Thanks for the look and have a good week ahead. See you next time.