This morning, I had one of the most challenging brawls with a strong and bright sun. I love flower photographs, which really show the intensity, emotion, and beauty of the sun, mother to all flowers.
The noon sun was directly level with my eyes, the flowers, and my camera. It kept blinding me, even indirectly or when I looked away (this is perhaps why I am probably going to need cataract surgery in August or September. It isn’t the flower’s fault or mine; I have become much more sensitive to direct sunlight but no less stubborn about taking my pictures.
(See one sunflower in the sun above.)
It came out well. I wouldn’t dare taunt the sun by suggesting I win a struggle with him, but I got a bunch of photos I really like, and I hope you do, too.
I had to try each picture about a half dozen times, standing up, lying down on different chairs, moving them so the sun would be where I wanted it, and rapidly changing exposures so I could get the pictures I wanted.
I didn’t look directly into the sun, but it was very difficult to see through the lens or viewfinder. My eyes are back to normal. It is a gift to capture the beauty and emotion of the hearts and souls of flowers. It was worth every minute.
I’m using eye drops, staying close to the air conditioner, and giving my eyes a rest. They deserve it. According to our outdoor thermometer, the flowers captured the feeling on a day when the temperature was close to 100 degrees. I’m checking out for tonight. See you tomorrow in the morning.
Base of a Sunflower
I am still determining the names of these flowers. I love the threads coming off of them.
Wildflowers in the sun.
Wildflowers
Sunflower leaves.
Wildflowers
Sunset.