When you live in a place with moderate temperatures all year long, the end of winter and the beginning of spring often pass unnoticed.  Plants grow and flowers bloom all year long…outdoors!  So this week’s Weekly Photo Challenge at the Daily Post was a hard one.  I feel like I have already posted photos of beautiful blooms and outdoor fun…so what does spring really mean to me?

We had a few days of unseasonably hot weather last week…it felt more like September than the end of April/beginning of May.  But this week we’re back to more usual, cooler temps (in the 60’s).

I came across this quote from photographer Henri Cartier Bresson last night and realized that I, too, use my camera as a sketchbook, capturing moments and feelings as I come across them.

“For me, the camera is a sketch book, an instrument of intuition and spontaneity.” ― Henri Cartier-Bresson

I’ve been paying attention to changes in light and color, especially when it comes to my photography, trying to capture those instances of soft glow and light that seem to kiss the subject. And I have instances in my camera roll that capture these noticings.

This morning my eye was drawn to the clouds on my way to work…and I had to pull over to snap a few shots of the ocean and the clouds above.

And while the original was nice, I love the way the filter adds even more dimension to the clouds.

Even before I left the house this morning I had my camera (phone) out as I noticed Phil laying on our new rug (no furniture in that space yet) in the morning light. This is unedited and unfiltered.

On Saturday morning my husband was up early baking.  I could smell his handiwork as I woke up, knowing that he enjoys the early morning quiet for his cooking creativity.  When I made my way down to the kitchen, I saw the blueberry pie cooling in the morning light and couldn’t resist taking a photo.

Later that morning, when I was walking on the beach I noticed the reflection of this fishing pole on the sand.  And I managed to not only capture the reflection of the pole in the wet sand and also the soft light on the beach on a sunny Saturday morning in May.

Now that spring is here, the days are longer and I’m noticing differences in the quality of light, especially in the morning and early evening.  So maybe spring is about light for me. At least right now it is.