I used to love taking photos. Until I joined a photography club. Rather than enjoy the artistic spec of the hobby, the club did nothing but turn photography into a competitive, dog-eat-dog sport. Disgusted, I put my camera away. I can’t function in a hostile environment. To me, my photographs are a reminder of happy places in time I find. It’s not about the angle, the light, the lines, the color, all of which are important but if you get too wrapped up in the presentation, you lose the joy of the present. At least, that is how I saw things.
Word went out on the street here that someone found a hidden sunflower farm, located far off the blazing trail. She said she was just driving along and there it was! Acres and acres of tall, large, massive sunflowers. All waiting to be harvested for their seeds. “Hurry up!” she said. “You don’t want to miss this.” So, I noted the address and realized my simple iPhone was not going to capture this beauty of nature. I needed my real camera. I dug it out of the closet, removed the battery and recharged the camera that I used to love and adore. Told my hubby we had plans the next morning and set the car’s GPS to where the sunflower spotter told us the sunflowers would be.
The sunflower spotter didn’t exaggerate. The field was exactly as she described it. We drove along a lovely farm road and suddenly on our left, the sunflowers appeared.
I shot the first round of photos with my Canon. The sky was magnificent. The clouds were little pillows of softness and light. The sunflowers were amazing. I had never seen a sunflower farm before.
Sunflowers are the type of flower that brings smiles to everyone’s face. You can’t help but feel a sense of happiness when you see a sunflower. A vase of sunflowers set on your kitchen table makes every day shine all the more.
If you want to see more of my ‘professional’ sunflower photos, please visit my photography page Cindimatography by clicking here. All the photos and video on this page were taken with my iPhone.