My photography class started last week. It is offered through my little city’s parks and recreation department and held at the senior center. Taught by a retired forestry service worker/photographer, I am picking up some nuggets certainly.
It is good that I have read what I have already read, and I am re-reading more. Which is fine. The first time around there was a lot! To learn! And it was too much to get it all. Now, down the road aways, I know some, and I can pick up some of the rest.
So it’s all good.
We even had a field trip on Saturday for practice in some hands-on picture takin’. Some of the exercises I put to work new things about my camera. Some of the exercises…well, I figured out later I didn’t know what I was doing, and will do those exercises on my own later this week.
Again..good. That is the purpose, is it not?
So on Sunday, Wonderful Guy and I headed up the mountain to Estes and Rocky. For more practice. And after looking at the shots on the computer, I have some notes. Not all great photos, but overall a learning experience.
On the way home. Look what we spied. First one I have ever seen in real life. So cool.
Close to the road. And I got lots of shots.
But! The camera? She was still set on manual. With a wide aperture. And focused on a fence rail between me and the bobcat.
D-oh! Lots of shots, but none as good as they might have been. Still learning.
(Best Dog Ever barked at the big kitteh…)