If we were having coffee, it would be outside on Sunday morning at 6:30 am with our cameras fighting the bitter cold winds, while trying not to fall down on the ice covered concrete of the boardwalk. Ah yes, the quest of every photographer – the morning light.
Living on the shores of the St. Clair River across from Port Huron, Michigan the northern winds can cause the waves to crash up to 30 feet high, and pushing the spray up to 80 feet back from the shoreline. The resulting chilly wonderland is breathtaking when the temperatures drop.
After the heavy winds of Saturday subdued, I seized the opportunity get up early and capture the golden hues of sunrise as it pushed through the cloudy skies before yet another snow storm hit our city. While the storms have been small, the ice they leave behind is amazing!
While the following morning lacked the splash, the images where just as beautiful. My only wish is that it hadn’t been so cloudy. The slightest pink sunrise was very fleeting, and the poking of the sun was all too brief to get some sparkling images of the ice.
I’m sorry I missed our coffee date this weekend, but the benches were too cold to sit on anyway.