Here is another image taken at dawn on the Bridge Street Pier in Bradenton Beach. To get this I arrived before dawn on a Sunday morning. Each time I do that I see the staff still cleaning up at the local tavern, but then I'm here only three hours after closing. The coffee shop on the pier is already open with a few early birds already sitting at the counter.
The water is always calm and the sky starts turning deep pastel colors. In my humble opinion it's the best time to be here, assuming you are a morning person of course.
On this last Saturday night I was just a few hundred meters away taking pictures of the gulf in the other direction. This is on Anna Maria Island which is a long narrow island. As I drove past the center of the town there were a lot of people at the outdoor restaurants. It seemed that live music was playing on each corner.
I'm fortunate to live here, especially during winter. Its human nature to forget and take it all for granted. When I see folks that have travelled here I am reminded how lucky I am.
Even so I travel to take photos of other places. But when I'm home I have so many things to take pictures in my own backyard. I'm always taking pictures of the water here. The reflections, the waves, the colors, all of it combined .
I'm not really going anywhere with all this.
When I show up here in the morning there is usually someone else doing the same thing. I cannot imagine how many photos of this bridge exists. I am one in a long line of bridge photographers. When I got my first DSLR this is the first place I came to. I've been here since and I'll be back again.
Sometimes I'll do an outing with my camera and not get any good photos. That's subjective and long after I may change my mind. Photography is a state of mind and what you perceive as good changes over time. It also has to do with mood. We watch movies based on our mood; drama, comedy, thriller and romance, they all appeal to different moods. So it is with photography. One day I may like one photo, the next day another.
Sometimes I'll go back and look at a shot I did years ago and have a completely different appreciation of it. I might no longer like it. Or I might see something I like but missed.
On this morning I met a man from Newfoundland who was also taking pictures of the bridge. It was perhaps his first and only time he would be here. In that case I hope he got some images he likes.