A couple of days ago I went to a new place to take pictures in my neighborhood. It was a brooding day full of dark clouds. I like these kind of days for photography because you get the best pictures of clouds. Clouds express such a great dramatic element to any photograph. But clouds were not the only element of drama that day...
As I was wandering the pathways of Scriber Lake Park in Lynnwood I couldn't help but feel that something ominous had happened there. There was a black trash bag lying in the middle of the grass, a random sock hanging near the marsh, and other strange things lying about. I made sure that even thought I had my iPod playing in my ears that the volume was low enough for me to pay attention to my surroundings. My instincts were on alert as I took pictures of the strange marshland. It was hard to get past the barrier of water logged trees and plants to see what may lie beyond. A private and protected feeling of the deeper sanctum of the marsh. I only hoped it was protecting the birds and animals and not hiding something from being seen. Strange that I would feel that way there as I often wander forests and woodlands on my own.
A collection created in my gallery from this visit. All photos similarly developed to add consistency of style and feel. Using Lightroom and a filter called X Pro II with a gradient filter to strongly polarize the sky.
