Hello from a happy to be back shadow and reflection hunter
Thank you @seckorama for your reminder nudge on the joys and learning photography skills attached to shadow and reflection hunting. The #shadowhunter community created by
@melidna010100 was one of the first communities I joined four years ago and one in which I use to post in regularly.
Posting under the shadow hunters tag once more is a good feel.
From the time I started really looking at shadows and reflections I discovered the hypnotic hold they had on me. They seem to be everywhere and I found that I was taking lots of photos. Hence, the photos I am sharing on this post I just happen to conveniently find sitting in my library.
The surf beach is a recurring theme in my many photos.
One of my favourite places to take pics of shadows and reflections is on my surf beach across the road. I consider it to be an extension of my backyard, a mere 100 metres walking distance that takes only couple of minutes to reach the sandy beach.
Spending time on the beach with two extra busy little boys is always a special privilege. They are forever digging holes in the sand knocking down castles one moment and then paddling and rolling on the water's edge the next moment.
I watched the 3 year old dig with his pink spade, I only saw his shadow. Here is a series of three photos taken simultaneously.
As long as the fading sun is throwing out enough light In the late afternoon reflections are always seen on the water's edge.
On some afternoons close to sunset when there is a heavy cloud formation beautiful coloured artistic reflections are caste on the wet sand. It is a most surreal experience surrounded by mother nature. Clouds play a fabulous role in producing the loveliest of muted shades of a wide range of reflections in the wet sand. I never tire and am never disappointed. There is plenty of variety to keep me interested.
My last photo with a little shadow was aptly snapped at the end of one of the beach play sessions.
A most fitting ending, they boys were done in, it was time to go for some food!
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Pretty little flowers grow in the long grass on the wind blow sand dunes.
All my words flow from the thoughts and all my photographs are taken by my artistic self.