Another Saturday, another walk at Huntley Meadows. This time, on the larger wetland area, the water reflected the yellow flowers on the opposite shore while barely perceptible breeze distorted the mirrored image almost imperceptibly. I waited for a duck, a goose, anything to swim in the middle of the scene while in the corner of my eye I was watching two shorebirds on the same opposite shore. After a while, I started thinking about impressionist paintings, namely the water lilies of Monet. Handel will have to wait.
As I was leaving Green Spring Gardens, I noticed a nicely backlit hedge of yellow flowers. After a few pictures of the flowers (from behind), I walked up the short incline to take a closer look at the flowers. Thin clouds close to the horizon diffused the light emanating from the afternoon sun. Still hints of directionality, but much less harsh. A good opportunity to take some flower close ups. In the midst of all the yellow, there were insects hovering about. Before I started taking pictures with my macro lens, I never really paid attention to the bees flying about. I was more concerend about that random bee sting not being so random. It turns out that bees, for the most part, are more intent on sipping nectar than aiming that stinger on an unsuspecting photographer. And, they are pretty good models to boot. Just don’t touch them.
I have to say it. Mellow yellow, with a twist.