Not Gold Finger but Cold Fingers

It was a bright day, so we ventured forth, but it was colder than we anticipated.

There is a long trail along the former railway line that was still in use up until about a dozen years ago. It is now called the OVRT because Ottawa Valley Recreational Trail is a mouthful. Actually, in daily use, it is more likely called the railway trail.

Whatever it is called, we headed out to a rural access point for a short walk, me sans my photo gloves on a cold day. My photo gloves are of winter thickness and give me the option of just exposing necessary fingertips to work the camera.

I had to take my regular gloves off completely, and boy oh boy, did my hands ever get cold.

I have found myself attracted to minimalistic photos this winter.

Sue noticed the ripples in the snow.

A tree cast some interesting shadows, but it didn't work in the photo. Do you see why?

The problem is that the tree isn't isolated and merges with the background. There was little choice shooting down from the much higher railway bed, and Gimpy AC was not about the try to descend the snowy bank.

Shooting from the other side in the next photo, I had the same problem but just cropped out the background in post. It is better IMO but hardly a winner. Not that winners matter much. It is about the doing and the learning.

Farther up the trail and at our turnaround point, there was a shed that interested the camera.

When I spotted a line of snowmobilers, I stopped walking, hoisted the camera, and began to squeeze the trigger.

Soon, they were upon us. There were friendly waves as they passed, but I had stopped shooting by then.

It was time to put the camera away, stuff my cold fingers into my coat pockets, and get back to the shelter of the car.