Stuck in a rut
Oct 22, 2020
3 minutes
’m looking through the viewfinder, my eye flicking between a red deer and my exposure meter. Lying on the ground, I can feel the cold from the damp, fern-covered ground slowly soaking through my trousers as I adjust my settings. The light is strong from the left and it’s creating a pool of light in the darkened woodland only a few feet in front of my subject. A quick toggle of my Fn button switches me to
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