Today I have taken a lot of "poetic license" (and, truth be told, I do not know if it is correct to use that term in a case like this, but it seemed good to me) to process and edit some of my recent photos, taken during long morning walks on the rural roads that extend to the south of the town...

Today I have taken a lot of "poetic license" (and, truth be told, I do not know if it is correct to use that term in a case like this, but it seemed good to me) to process and edit some of my recent photos, taken during long morning walks on the rural roads that extend to the south of the town...

I started, as always, from my RAW files and sat in front of my PC, determined to "paint a little"... I changed the greens to yellows and also some ochres; I increased the clarity and contrast and illuminated the whitish fog; then, some turquoise blue over everything that was there... Not always like that, not always in that order, but, more or less, in that way... I even dared to invent that somewhat poetic title for this series of photos: "Fences, palisades, gates, and other miracles", precisely because those were the things I saw through the fog, on those foggy mornings, while I wandered...

Partí, como siempre, de mis archivos RAW y me senté enfrente a mi PC, decidido a "pintar un poco"... Cambié los verdes por amarillos y también algo de ocres; incrementé la claridad y el contraste e iluminé la niebla blanquecina; luego, algo de azul turquesa sobre todo lo que allí había... No siempre así, no siempre en ese orden, pero, más o menos, de esa manera... Incluso me atreví a inventarme ese título, un tanto también poético, para esta serie de fotos: "Cercas, empalizadas, portones y otros milagros", precisamente porque esas eran las cosas que veía entre la niebla, en esas mañanas con niebla, mientras deambulaba...

And I really liked how all this turned out, precisely because it closely resembles how I sometimes look, in my imagination, at those pastures surrounded by fences and palisades; or how I understand, in my delusions, the old gates that seem to lead to very foggy worlds that only exist for a few hours; or, even, the road, which usually fills with an impossible loneliness at dawn when the fog seems to want to stay forever...

Y me ha gustado un montón cómo resultó todo esto, precisamente porque se parece mucho a cómo algunas veces miro, en mi imaginación, esos pastizales rodeados de cercas y empalizadas; o cómo entiendo, en mis delirios, los viejos portones que parecen llevar a mundos con mucha niebla que solo existen por unas horas; o, incluso, la carretera, que suele llenarse de una imposible soledad en los amaneceres cuando la niebla parece querer quedarse para siempre...

Thank you very much for your visit and appreciation!

¡Muchas gracias por pasar y apreciar!

_{ADDITIONAL TECHNICAL NOTE: Photographs captured with my Nikon D7000 DSLR camera in RAW format, then processed in Adobe Camera RAW for adjustments regarding light, sharpening, contrast and depth... They were then exported to JGP format on which minor modifications such as straightening and adding watermarks were carried out using PhotoScape v3.7}

_{NOTA TÉCNICA ADICIONAL: Fotografias capturadas con mi cámara DSLR Nikon D7000 en formato RAW, procesadas posteriormente en Adobe Camera RAW para ajustes relativos a luz, afilado, contraste y profundidad... Luego fueron exportadas a formato JGP sobre el cual se llevaron a cabo modificaciones menores como enderezado y agregado de marcas de agua usando PhotoScape v3.7}

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