flare in flare

i shot into the light, the greens and reds of the sun burned across the imagery almost as if fighting to prevent what it was that filled the frame at the time from being frozen in time.

it was as if i jossed with the sun for my image, tilting to the side dropping  for a fraction the tip of the hood but always watching the development of the material that was before me.

straining for the moment to capture the frame as i hoped it to be.

only later i was able to sit in a quiet place and judge for my self it it was all worth while.