A couple of mornings ago I came to this park to take pictures. It's only a few minutes drive so its convenient for me to get here and back before breakfast. Lord knows I can't miss breakfast.
Now for whatever reason, we get these amazing popcorn-like clouds coming out of the east. They glide in from the middle of Florida over the land and then stop abruptly at the coast. So if I were to turn around and face west towards the Gulf of Mexico the sky would be cloudless. I think that's strange and it drives me nuts. I would love to take pictures of these clouds over the beach but they're never there, they're hovering inland. I have no idea why that happens but I do notice it quite a lot.
From my home office I have a window that looks east and I can see these clouds during the day. I'd rather be out taking photos of them than working so I was pretty happy that I came this morning; just as I was about to leave I noticed them. All good things come to those who wait. At least that's what I keep telling myself.
This is another image from Egmont Key near Tampa. I like to describe it as a deserted island because that's what it is. You can take a ferry here but there are only two scheduled trips a day. Once you get here there are no concessions, only a lighthouse, a dock, and miles of empty beaches. I walked the whole length of it a few weeks ago and it was, I must admit, a little therapeutic.
Switching gears for a second, last night I watched a show on cable about people that move to Alaska. It basically followed them as they hunted for a house and during that they would describe why they wanted to re-locate. Invariably people wanted to get back to a simpler way of life.
I think there's something to that, as we live complicated lives we foster a desire to return to something more meaningful. For me that means walking a deserted beach once in a while with nothing but the sound of the wind, the waves and the gulls to contend with.
I think peace is a state of mind. Maybe the trick is to find that deserted beach in my mind and go there for a few minutes each day. I'd also like to go to Alaska or a deserted island but sometimes the oasis in my mind might be a little more accessible.
Every now and then I'll come to Sarasota to take pictures before dawn, more often at night, but once in a while in the morning. I'm fascinated by bridges and I can never get enough of them as it pertains to photography. The challenge is finding a new way to compose a photo of a bridge I've already shot dozens of times. This is the Ringling bridge, named after John Ringing of circus fame. Since this area is the original home of the circus a lot of things around here have Ringling in the name.
For some reason I never shot this perspective from this side, I've done it from the other side but not this side. You can just make out the other side which is known as Bird Key, it has a bunch of beautiful homes along the water.
I shot this on a Saturday about an hour before sunrise, even so the bridge was already full of runners. It's a magnet for joggers since it has huge sidewalks and it's the only thing around resembling a hill. In any case, I walked around here for about a half hour until I was satisfied and then headed to another location across the bay where among other things, I composed more photos with this bridge in the background.
I guess you could say this bridge is a muse of sorts.