As you can probably tell, the Arboretum is my default destination for much of my natural photography. Fortunately, there’s this gem of a place in the city — sadly, it’s one of the few untarnished vast pieces of land left in the District that I both tamed and untamed.
It had been a while since I had been out to photograph anything. This is mostly due to the fact that work just absorbed most of my time. See, I got a promotion at job that basically took me to the top, so, this meant that the usual free time I had to go out on my mini photo expeditions went out the window.
I’ve come to realize that yes, it’s fine to be dedicated to work and all that jazz, but it shouldn’t be at the expense of one’s sanity and well being. It’s with this in mind that I hope not to have my photography fall by the wayside. I can’t let that happen. It’s one thing that always brings joy to me and I hope to reintroduce it in a more frequent fashion to my life.
So, enough babbling. On to what this post is really about…the Arboretum.
I had gone to check out the annual magnolia bloom — sadly for me, I apparently got there towards the latter part of their bloom. I’m guessing this had to do with the early warmth the trees experienced at the end of winter and beginning of spring.
There was quite a bit to photograph though — the throngs of people made it a bit more challenging to get what I wanted at the moment, but you’ll see a couple of scenes that caught my attention while there.
And yes, the hope is, as always, to be more faithful to my photography. I might need the occasional poking from folks, but I will try my best to remind myself to not kill the joy I get from it.