Better to be lucky than good

Over the last three months or so, there’s been a field that I travel past fairly regularly that I’ve wanted to take some photographs in. It’s nothing special, just a large field with a whole load of hay bales in, but it’s very photogenic.

However, I’ve also had in my head a particular image that I wanted to get – kind of related to the long-exposure stuff I’ve banged on about before – that just wasn’t going to happen. Regardless, every time I’ve gone past that field, I’ve thought “I really must come out and take some photos before they bring all that hay in” , and then not been organised, or forgotten, or any number of other reasons.

Last weekend, I finally got round to going and taking the photos. I knew I wouldn’t be able to get the one I specifically wanted, but all the same I figured it would be better to get at least something, rather than just being annoyed that I’d missed all the opportunities. So I took a bundle of photos, and got a few that worked and looked good along the way.

As it is, I got lucky on my timing – I went past again during the week, and they were bringing in the hay. In the end I’d managed to get my photos by a matter of days. I’ll be more organised next year, and hopefully get a couple of sets – including, just maybe, that ideal shot that I have in my head, and that I’d love to turn into reality.