The light of late has been great for shooting. Both dusk and dawn at this time of year in the southern hemisphere offer clear skies, interesting cloud formations and pinky, orange hues. I have been battling the cold mornings and crawling out of bed early for my morning swim. I had great concerns for the state of my toes yesterday morning when I got out of the water and was greeted by a 3 degree (celsius) wind chill. Concentrating on taking photos seems to distract my mind from its cold reality.
These wintry mornings, when the beaches are empty, the sand cold and the water dark, are my penance for the joy that the Australian summer has given me over the years. The warm water, crowded sand and noise are a distant memory. These cold mornings are silent. It is no place for those who aren’t comfortable being with their own thoughts. As I swim up from below the waves, I can see the light from the sun as it pokes its head over the horizon. As my face breaks the surface and as I take in that first breath I realise that this is exactly where I am supposed to be.