It was a cold Thursday night in February and I spent the last two hours getting schooled in the finer points of how to take a punch by my karate instructors. As I exited the Dojo at 8:30 I was astonished to see two things. First, there were stars in the sky. It's been a wet and cloudy winter in North Carolina and some days I wondered if I'd ever see the sun again. Second, That damn weather app that I spend so much time swearing at actually got it right this time.
I had been waiting for a night like this for the past two weeks and according to the #%@! weather app, there would not be another clear night for at least week. It was 27 degrees and after a twelve hour work day, followed by two hours of working out, I was headed on a photo adventure.
Not much of an adventure actually. I knew exactly what I wanted and where to go to get it. This house is located on a dead end street near my kid's school, so I'd passed it many times. (don't ask) It looks like the kind of place that might have once been a meth lab until someone mixed the chemistry wrong and...BOOM! It's too dangerous to go near, but I was drawn to do something with it.
I set up the tripod, focused, composed and then set up a small LED light to the far right of the front yard. After engaging the intervalometer, to take one thirty second exposure every thirty seconds, I hopped in my car in hopes of thawing out. Did I mention it was 27 degrees? Ugh!
Then I sat there in my car for the next three hours
Photography is sexy like that. Spending three hours freezing at the end of a dead end street in hopes of producing a four second clip of something interesting. Luckily though, there were no creepers, no haints or boogie men. Even Sasquatch left me alone and I was grateful for that.
By the way, it's much better full screen. Enjoy!