Winter allotment

The moment I turn around the corner, all I can see is this beautiful light.

It hits the tiny little rooftops straight on, as the afternoon slowly fades. Time is waning and I have to move quickly.

I park my bike and run up the stairs of my apartment building.

I need to unburden myself from these groceries.

Trade them in for my camera. As I’m in the process of unpacking, I make a decision on the lens I want to use.

The Tokina 135mm f2.8 that I use through an adapter. “The extra reach will be necessary as I can’t get past the fence”, is what I say to myself out loud.

As I return to the scene, the light is still there, though weakening by the minute. It doesn’t matter, the setting remains.

I snap a photo.

And another one.

I walk a few steps. Another photo.

I hold still at the corner, take a moment to take it in.

I continue making my way around the perimeter.

I’m now looking for details.

There’s one.

Click.

This continues for a solid half an hour until I make my way all around the fencing.

I feel a sense of completion.

Excitement, even.