“Well, it’s a marvelous night for a moondance” ~ Van Morrison
What a crazy night to be a photographer. I packed my gear, tripod and all and set out for a super moon_light adventure.
To get away from Orlando’s city lights, I drove east into rural Sanford. I parked my car in the middle of a familiar pasture that is adjacent to Sanford’s airport. It was a beautifully clear night, in the mid 70’s. I was surrounded only by stillness and amazing light.
I thought I was alone but I wasn’t. While settling in, focusing attention on my camera which was focusing on the moon, I heard and felt the familiar hello of a flock of mosquitos. How nice of them to stop by and invite me to their festive “Moon Dance.”
The enjoyment of making dozens of pictures far outweighed the few bites my buddies left me with. In other words I had a blast!
A humorous note. Upon leaving the site and heading back to civilization, I made a wrong turn ending up on a lonely, back road. With hanging moss shielding the sky, the road grew darker as it became narrower. And as many dark and narrow roads tend to do, it wasn’t long before I reached its dead end. I was greeted in the darkness by two alarmingly yellow, reflective street signs. “Dead End” and “No Outlet.”
Turning my car around, it wasn’t long before I retraced my steps to the on ramp of the interstate. Several miles later I was once again surrounded by the city lights of metro Orlando.
Laughing to myself as I pulled in the driveway, I realized how grateful I am that I don’t have to live on the corner of Dead End and No Outlet.