The Price We Pay for Our Art!

Yes… I know that’s a bold statement but on Monday I had reason to be reminded that at times we must sacrifice for our art. Yesterday I shared that I remained in the car while my good lady took a stroll down to the river. Well, there was a very good reason why I didn’t dare venture out. Not long before I took yesterday’s photo we’d stopped at another vantage point. I looked upriver… the view begged for a snap…

However, the downhill view seemed more enticing. The only problem… I needed to cross the uneven ground if I was to get the sun falling just so on that lone pine tree. Yes, you guessed…

I endured a little mishap. But, I got my photo! The photo is so of the moment that you can even make out the effects of splashes on the lens. The charming little rainbow in the centre, below the very pine in question, could only be there because I took a slip!

That, my friends, is the reason why I couldn’t get out of the car. It’s still winter in the northern hemisphere… the sunny, bright photos belie the 5 deg C outside temperature. Then, factor in a stiff northerly breeze and it becomes apparent why the cold, wet clothes had to come off! Mmmm… not all the clothes… I did retain a little dignity, even if the ego was a tad bruised! The price we have to pay…