It should have been just a couple of days of nature guiding, but because of the amount of things to see and the pleasantness of the participants it ended in a full week... full of wildlife, photos and high spirits. I'm talking of the visit paid me by the Marche section of AFNI (Italian Nature Photographers Association) here in Särna at the beginning of June. You can see some memories from the Family Album. Here it is now a selection of pictures they kindly shared with me to be in the Chronicles. Let's start with some landscapes... ...and let's finish with some animals.
I once again went back to Fulufallen, close to Fulufjället National Park, where a river creates, along a half kilometer span, ten waterfalls nestled in the forest for a total drop of about 80 mt. It's a perfect place to photograph the water and the trees reflections with long shutter speeds, above all in autumn.
Found a suitable water jump and set a 1/8 s speed, I was ready to do my usual things, when a passing white cloud lit up the water surface with a fan of bright brushstrokes. That slightest mental flexibility which still strenuously holds up clinging to some obscure spot in my brain made me change my mind at once; so I switched from 1/8 to 1/80, in order to preserve the individuality of those shining curtains, which would otherwise dissolve one in another with the overlapping from the long speed. The resulting structure bears itself the whole image composition (click on the photo to further enlarge it). The lake of Särna in a late February evening; the town remains discreetly sheltered along the opposite shore, already wrapped in the shadows. It’s been a warm February, the warmest in the five years of our life here: a worthy conclusion of a temperate winter following a very mild autumn. The beginning of March is the entrance into Gidádálvve (springwinter), one of the eight seasons of Sami people: daylight has increased almost by magic, both in duration and intensity; the sun shines high and the temperature range between day and night is important. To the point that solar energy succeeds in raising a thick evening fog on a lake still solidly frozen, which will remain so until the end of April. That very energy has fueled for hours that thermal on the hill over there, and it still has the strength to climb on its vertical, condensing into an atmosphere colder and colder as the sun goes down. The little cloud suddenly appears, catching fire with the last light. Few minutes, just enough to take a picture and contemplate the scene, before the shape of the mount Fulufjället to the west makes both dissolving in the twilight to come. |
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I live in Sweden, in Särna (Dalarna). The Chronicles are a photo diary about the nature (but not just) here around and from all the Scandinavian areas where my photo job takes me.
My book: "My Sweden - Tales from an Italian photographer in the North" is available in the bookstores and by the publisher.
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