Some years back I wrote an article on regrets and looking back, I haven't added that many to the list, thankfully. Although there are some more philosophical regrets in my catalog, I can tell you without question what my regret is when it comes to photography itself.
When I bought my first camera, a seasoned photographer told me to always have it with me or I might miss something. Within a week or two, I saw the most incredible stormy sunset I'd ever seen in England and I had followed that sage advice — the camera was in my car. I had no idea of the settings to use but fortunately, I fluked it and captured something I was very happy with as a newbie. A few years passed and I had become a bit lacks with having my camera on me, and it bit me.
One morning I had to be somewhere extremely early. It was mid-December, pitch black, and freezing cold. I looked at my camera bag on the way out of the door and made the conscious decision to leave it behind. After an hour of driving, I had to pass through a forest and as I did, the sun rose through the trees with a deep golden hue, a light mist filled the air, and snowflakes swirled around glistening. To this day, I can see it in my mind's eye — it was surreal. I suspect I wouldn't have been able to capture that scene, but I deeply regret not getting the opportunity to try!
