{"id":1889,"date":"2011-02-06T06:12:13","date_gmt":"2011-02-06T11:12:13","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/sipotd.wordpress.com\/2011\/02\/06\/262011-rosehip-in-the-snow-parsons-beach\/"},"modified":"2011-02-06T06:12:13","modified_gmt":"2011-02-06T11:12:13","slug":"262011-rosehip-in-the-snow-parsons-beach","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/psnp.info\/p4td_\/?p=1889","title":{"rendered":"2\/6\/2011: Rosehip in the Snow, Parson\u2019s Beach"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Happy Sunday! A play of textures, set off by the contrast between the brilliant red of the rosehip and the white of the snow. I also like the way the red of the rosehip has absorbed enough heat from the sun to melt the snow around it and create a little frame for itself. The thorns, to my eye, give it an extra appeal. <\/p>\n

For this shot I used the tele-macro on the Canon SX20IS, shooting from a standing position and well back, but still getting the macro effect. 560mm equivalent field of view, f5.7 @ 1\/800th @ ISO 80. Snow Mode.<\/p>\n

Processed for intensity and clarity in Lightroom. Cropped from the left to eliminate a distracting out of focus twig, and from the right slightly to more or less restore \u201crule of thirds\u201d composition.<\/p>\n

This is part of the sequence of grand snowscapes I shot on Friday. You saw one of them yesterday, taken only a few moments before. As part of my photographic discipline I have trained myself to always, in every situation, spend at least some time looking down, looking close, thinking small<\/em>\u2026even when the grand vista is compelling. There is often something worth my attention right at my feet. No\u2026there is almost always<\/em> something interesting right at my feet, if I take the time to look. And often, looking close produces an image which opens out with as much contrast and texture and pattern as the full landscape. <\/p>\n

Without trying to stretch the metaphor too much, I think there is a spiritual truth there. I would not like to think that, in the grand and thrilling sweep of eternal values that opens to the spiritual eye, I would ever lose the intimate details, the small beauty of what is right at my feet. The poets say the universe is contained in a single grain of sand\u2026or, say I, in a rosehip in the snow. <\/p>\n

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