Hello again! I’m slowly working through a PILE of footage that I’ve been compiling for years since my release from the infantry.
Something I've learned in the past seven years is how to pay attention to a gifted moment. This beautiful July evening stands out in my mind as an example of exactly why I pursue peace with a camera. I had finished supper, and was enjoying the shapes the sun was making as it danced through the pines out behind the house. I was doing dishes by the window and was increasingly distracted by the deep blue sky and lazy clouds on the horizon.
As the sun sank lower, the initial fiery rays of a forming sunset lit up the sky out toward the beach. “Oh my God Babe, it's gonna be a beauty” is all I managed. I grabbed my drone case, threw it in the Jeep and took off like a madman.
As I got closer to the shore, I could see the white crests of some beautiful swell coming in over the reefs. Surfers I thought to myself. Almost simultaneously, I rounded the corner that leads to that long crescent sandbar, a full moon made itself visible. Hovering just over Hell Reef, a silver orb that looked like it was leaving a glittering trail across the bay. “This is beyond perfect...” I actually said out loud.
As anyone who’s ever chased a rainbow, or a perfect dawn halo knows, these moments are so fleeting. They last for minutes. The entire sky lit on fire as I unpacked my gear. I made my way across the bridge and over the dune, the filtered red light was licking the cresting wave peaks and it drew a gasp from my lungs. Work, damn fingers. I unpacked the bird, and fired her up.
The blades spun fast, I listened to the moment, and this is what the world showed me.
Seth: Wandering Jester and devoted friend. Hunting images like game on a landscape. Sharing meals, story and adventure. Weaver of words and kicker of stones.