A.C.H. Photos
Damn near perfect
As photographers, whether we know it or not, we all have some tendencies that we follow when we're looking to frame up a shot. If y'all haven't figured out yet, I LOVE pastoral rural scenes and working trains into landscapes. I was in Roanoke for other business this past fall, but Sunday was a stunningly beautiful day, and the temptation to get out with the camera was too much for me just to drive back to Alexandria. As many of my friends love to give me grief for, Shawsville is one of my absolute favorites places to watch trains. I was going to go for the traditional fence shot with this incredible late afternoon lighting when this orange tree caught my eye, and all I needed was a train. In absolutely perfect late afternoon lighting, NS 195 pulled the hill as the last fading rays cast over the fields of Shawsville.
Damn near perfect
As photographers, whether we know it or not, we all have some tendencies that we follow when we're looking to frame up a shot. If y'all haven't figured out yet, I LOVE pastoral rural scenes and working trains into landscapes. I was in Roanoke for other business this past fall, but Sunday was a stunningly beautiful day, and the temptation to get out with the camera was too much for me just to drive back to Alexandria. As many of my friends love to give me grief for, Shawsville is one of my absolute favorites places to watch trains. I was going to go for the traditional fence shot with this incredible late afternoon lighting when this orange tree caught my eye, and all I needed was a train. In absolutely perfect late afternoon lighting, NS 195 pulled the hill as the last fading rays cast over the fields of Shawsville.