There is a really special time of year around here where the weather begins to cool and the trees are cued to start to turn and prepare for their winter sleep. We always have a few weeks of a second summer – it gets cold and then we hit a week of gorgeous summer weather. This halts the leaves and it’s like they wait for that time to pass so they can explode into rich, glowing reds, oranges, yellows at every depth and brightness.
It’s the moment before everything begins to hunker down for the winter. I love it more than any other time of year.
A favourite of mine. It always makes me feel so peaceful, getting to witness nature work her magic turning summer into fall.
I came upon some photos I took last fall. I don’t remember the colours being so vibrant but wow, I’m glad I didn’t delete this folder without flipping through the files first. 🙂
…and then there’s the lake……
These all bring on a feeling of silence and peace; just the wind in the trees and the soft lapping water as the gentle tide pulls the waterline back from the land.
Here, I could stay forever. Aren’t photos incredible? The moment of the memory captured with the image. Pure magic.
The sun was entirely against me on this one but I loved the shadowed effect that made the depth of field look almost 3D.
So beautiful – even if not perfect. That’s a good lesson to carry with you, always.
Remember what I said about winter being a lot of bright, white, blinding snow and sticks? Proof below. (Still beautiful!)
I have to admit, these trees look pretty cool when they’re in stick-mode. How shallow of me to expect beauty to come in only one form. 🙂
The winter season is when I tend to stay indoors more often so my camera doesn’t get to go on as many outings as it does in warmer weather. This day, I was just going grocery shopping but decided to take my camera along.
I’ll find myself thinking that winter is ‘bland’ through the lens, unless you’re shooting something specific, because it’s either dead, brown twigs that used to be lush green trees, mucky slop on the roads mixed with sand and salt from the plows or pure, blinding snow.
Bland or otherwise, I went out with my camera and without even trying I pulled over at various spots along my drive and captured the things that caught my eye.
There is something complex and lovely about the way that winter looks, even though the colours are not as vibrant and everything is half hidden by snow.
It was then I realized that winter was just as lovely as summer. I had been missing so many chances to capture beautiful scenes around me that would only ever exist once.
So here’s to blindingly white snow, half-dead looking twigs and stems and the biting cold wind that ices and frosts everything in its path.
One of the best things about photography is that there are no mistakes. Of course, there are a lot of techniques and many ‘rules’ to follow if you want to take a photograph that meets professional standards or if it’s what you do for a living, but when it’s just for the love of the art itself; capturing a moment in time that becomes a visual memory that you can share with the world…..no rules apply. Everything can be beautiful when you’re holding the camera.
Reading between the lines, to me, does not mean seeking alternate motives between the obvious. Here, in this photo, reading between the lines is having a chance to notice the beauty in every layer. The leaves are nice, the trees are strong, but there are a million little motions and intentions at play in a single moment in time. I have no idea what is behind each of these things, but I can stop, capture and lose myself in the loveliness of the everything.
Everything counts. Everything.
Can it get any better? Sometimes if you just shift your perspective every so slightly, you end up not only seeing the lovely fall colours, but also the sky above. It might not be as lovely as the trees, but without it, they could not exist and our eyes would not see the colours in the spectrum raining down from above. 🙂
Love life. That’s all that really counts in the end.