The San Clemente Pier has a special meaning to me as I was supposed to go there with my lover and bff the day my mother died in 2015. I lost a best friend that day but my new best friend was there to walk me through it. Thank you to Lauren for being there when nobody else was. This wolf loves the stray kitten that revived his heart.
Warmth in Autumn.. The foggy morning's and the cold evening's of this Autumn evokes my inner.
Be it morning or evening, everytime i walk around this waterbody makes me feel like i have seen it for the very first time in my life though the pictures of the lake appears every now and then on my insta handle or fb-timeline.
I, kind of gets tranqualised to see and feel; the attachment of emerging as well as of established photographers towards the lake and its serene atmosphere.
I really do not count myself as a photomaker but we all being hobbyists or professional photographers have different nature and perceive things related to our own provisions.
The picture posted here on my Instagram was made with my smartphone on Sunday evening when the Sun was about to set and the whole of lake was coming under the fog amidst bone chilling cold.
The darkened hours silently reeled over the lake and I left seeing the atmosphere of this dead yet compelling aura of the Autumn.
The dead hours of Autumn will surely pass and i shall woke up again to see the boatman paddling through the shiny waters in the backdrop of Snow covered mountain peaks around the lake; i thought for a while to embrace and welcome the warmth of nature in my hometown.
Why do i find doorways sooooo appealing.
Something about a doorway like this that makes you want to go forth and explore. The combination of old brick and nature. 🌲🏞⛰.
I love being outdoors, whatever the weather. Off out exploring and feeding my ever growing obsession of photography. 📱📸📷📱.
Seriously i cant go anyone where now without lopping my phone out and take quick cheeky snaps.