If there’s one genre of photography that I struggle with, it’s landscapes. Capturing some of the fabulous scenery just minutes from my back door has always been a challenge. I neither have the eye nor the patience for the right light. Even afterwards, I have no idea how to process the images. I keep trying, albeit half heartedly, but unlike learning about studio lighting, stalking animals, creating an interesting abstract, landscapes just don’t excite me in the same way.
Despite this, I couldn’t let the heather come and go with out trying to photograph it at least once, so I headed to Burbage Edge near Mother Cap to see what I could see. The fading light was cool and grey and the large storm clouds blocked the setting sun – I waited for nearly an hour for it to appear but gave up. Of course, the moment I left, the clouds parted and the most beautiful fiery sky was revealed. I could see it in my rear view mirror as I headed home *sigh*.