...is the one that you miss.
I happened to look out the window last night, and was greeted by a sight that I couldn't quite believe... the sun, warm and orange-red, descending, seemingly through a layer of cloud, over a desolate, snowy landscape. It was one of the prettier things that I'd seen recently.
Of course, I'd stopped carrying my digital SLR daily a while back, so it wasn't close at hand. The only recourse? My mediocre three-megapixel mobile phone camera. Which I attempted to use.
The photos that get away, though, as I said, are the ones that would have been the best. By the time I traversed the twenty metres out the door and down the pavement to get a clear shot mostly unobstructed by trees, the effect was gone, and I was left with this:
I understand that, even with the best camera in the world, I'm not a great photographer. I'm a passable hand at capturing family events, holidays, and a rough idea of the scenery. But what I know about the art and technique would not even fill a page. I do know, however, that trying to capture something poetic and moving on a mobile phone's built-in camera is doomed from the outset.
Next time, maybe?