Morning walk in a quiet world of trees

Simple and straightforward.

Sometimes, a forest is just a forest. Sometimes, it is much more. Or something completely different. With climate change, snow where I am right now became pretty rare. As soon as I saw the first snowflakes falling from the sky, I got ready for some cold adventure.

Sometimes, the winds carry sand from the Sahara far away.

My old forest is not only golden. It is also cursed. New emotions and feelings just a couple feet away from the golden spots. Same place, different visions.

Going for a walk before the rain with a Full spectrum and red filter shows a different reality.

I am less and less interested in reality. My photos are less and less meant to depict that reality. I want, I need, my photos to depict what I see, what I feel, and that is not what is commonly accepted as reality. This old golden forest may not be old, or golden, or even a forest. And that doesn't matter.

A couple weeks ago, I took a full spectrum modified full frame Nikon and a wide angle rectilinear lens for a walk. I shot a TIFF preset I made. No edits, no nothing. Just the photos I shot that day.

The world is full of invisible monsters. These are the monsters I see when I walk in the woods.

Phone can't take good pictures. Or can they?