The early morning light shone blue, the wind tossing the frozen branches like sleepy dancers, to and fro. The last leaves of autumn, that yesterday were bare, are heavy with snow. Initially wet and sticky, now frozen in place, clinging to what was once the green hope of spring. Strawberry plant vines hang lifeless, while a stray snowflake or two fall, twisting in the gusty breeze. As the minutes pass, the light morphs from blue to gray, daring to illuminate the paint job brought overnight by mother nature. The season’s first snow.
The boy has been excited for weeks at the prospect of a wintry wonderland scene, wanting to capture the perspective that was once available only to birds. Low clouds clinging to the tops of trees skirt the mountain, creating drama, but gusting winds will make for a challenging flight.
As the vista becomes even more illuminated, thumps emanate from the boy’s bedroom, evidence that he’s voluntarily up and about, earlier than he’s been in weeks. The snowy scenery beckons.
Buoyed at the thought of grabbing the photo-op that is rare, the mom, already up and tending the wood stove, gets her own aircraft out, powering it up to check that everything is up to date and ready to fly.
After a few updates, and digging out snow boots, warm jackets, and knit caps, the pair ventures out to the snowy yard and captures the first snow of the season, from a bird’s-eye view.
Enjoy a few of my drone photos! I used a Phantom 3 Professional.