I have always had a love affair with the forest. When I am there, I feel that sensation and energy intensely and attempt to evoke those feelings in the images that I capture. Every so often a breathtaking scene shows up, teasing me to express it. One such magical day occurred in December while hiking along the forest trails above the power lines of the B&K logging road. Fog shrouded the edge of the forest, creating a mystical presence that stoked my senses. The fog was not dense enough to become lost in it, while hovering in a striking manner among the tall firs and cedars. The sun is lower during winter, creating interesting side lighting effects that accentuate whatever it shines on. These conditions created the perfect scenario to capture enchanting images, as a beam of radiance shimmered through the fog, illuminating the forest with spectacular rays of light.
I could easily have interpreted the scene as being touched by the hand of God, with the rays of light being fingers reaching out to touch me with their splendour, filling me with hope and wonder during the dark times that we have been faced with. It truly felt as if I had been blessed with the opportunity to witness this memorable scene. I most certainly recalled it that way, especially after looking at the library of images on my computer monitor.
I had not been bringing my camera along while hiking recently, until this particular morning. I had been content to travel light, with only my iPhone to grab photos to share on Facebook. It seemed important at the time to give my body a break and just enjoy the walk. This day was different, as I awoke and noticed the fog near my home and brought along my camera in anticipation that this was going to be a special day. I was not disappointed and started carrying my gear once again.
