Less than a month into this practice, and I am challenged. There are mornings when a photo doesn't appeal to me. Or I don't know what I think about it yet. Why it draws me, or doesn't. As with any practice, I recognize the importance of just doing it, as cliche'd as that phrase has become. Anything worth doing is worth sticking with? So sometimes there is a photo, but no text. No thought yet. The image needs thinking.Yesterday Niki took me on a walk along the upper part of the San Antonio River, and we were dismayed to find that the river has dried up. Gone underground; closer to the spring where it originates. Only a dry creek bed where water flowed in June. We were, however, rewarded by the brilliant orange of the Cypress trees. As I poked my camera up through the branches to get a better angle, I started to think about color balance and the optical mix of complements - when one complement must dominate the other in proportion, so that the composition works. I think in this image the bits of blue provide just the right amount of complement to the orange. Imagine how less brilliant - and how different - the image would be, if the background wasn't in such high contrast to the branches.

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