There's no future there's no past
Beating hearts are all we have
Getting stronger break by break
From all of these mistakes I've made
Mistakes I've made/©Eelke Kleijn
After a very busy and energy-guzzling week I am too tired to go out and to catch the last autumn colours. As the next two weeks will not bring any changes I'm enjoying the photos of the trips which I made this year. When I visited the Luberon area, I 'met' a lot of Hoopoe's and Golden Oriole's. Unfortunately the Hoopoe's were very shy and kept a big distance.....but they came down; the Golden Oriole's were only singing high in the trees.
Last week my plans for next year changed unwillingly; instead of the Luberon area I will visit the Var region and instead of an accommodation with 2,5 hectare I will have a 5 hectare garden (that's until now the only positive change).
As I visited the Var region in the early '90s and in 2000 for the last time, any suggestions for butterfly-spots and old rusty car-wrecks are welcome!
Every autumn I'm searching for a nice group of Fly Agarics and almost every autumn I try to photograph them in the dark with passing vehicles.
This year I found a beautiful big group near a busy road in a village not far away; when I returned the same evening all of them were destroyed. I walked around and just at the moment I became desperate, I fortunately found some Fly Agarics near some traffic lights.
The advantage of an urban area is the presence of (orange) light which has the comfort to see what you are doing. The opposite happened when I was photographing a small group near a road in the middle of nowhere. I arrived at sunset and with a shuttertime of 30 seconds and live view I could'nt see anything. I used the level tool in my camera for the correct horizon and waited for some cars.....unfortunately it was not a busy road and I waited a long time.
To be out alone is not always funny as the second evening a car stopped on the wrong side of the road and inspected my car......I was 'hiding' in the dark and very curious I was waiting what would happen.....the car came back and after few hundred meter it stopped again and turned around.....that was the sign for me to run back to my car.
I arranged a personal bodyguard and returned to the same and some other place but although a new mushroom joined the group not much cars were passing that evenings. To get the best stripes three cars in both directions had to pass.
Jibt dir dit Leben mal een Buff, denn weene keene Träne. Lach Dir'n Ast und setz Dir druff und baumle mit de Beene.