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47/52 - 52 Weeks of 2014. "Every Picture Tells a Story."
I had another idea for this theme, but somehow misplaced the lens I wanted to use for it.
Living in the more southerly latitudes of the US, it is quite rare to get some of the brilliant displays of reds and yellows and oranges in the trees that the more northern latitudes get on an annual basis at the beginning of fall/autumn. For one thing, we don't have the same types of trees. For another reason, the temperatures don't really get too cool until late November... at the earliest. Normally, we may see temperatures drop below freezing at night for only a few days out of the year, and it seems that it is normally in January when that happens.
This branch, and a few others, were forced into the whole changing color deal earlier this week. This week brought one of the earliest hard freezes that I can recall since living in Florida (several places nearby were either close to record lows or set new ones). Of course, it has warmed significantly since those two days and the rain and humidity has returned. But this, this is about as close to the brilliant colors that we see. A couple of branches worth. Not quite the best story, but all I can manage for now.
Fall is a beutiful time and the color play that our nature leave along the river side, is wonderfull. In this photo, you see alot of diferent colors that have gathered together in a beautiful play.
We've been lucky to have a run of sunny weather into the fall. Good thing, too - the one rainy day, I discovered my winter boots had lost their waterproofing and I had to squelch around in wet socks!
I left my expectations behind and went out into a back yard full of leaves with just a camera and an idea--this is what I got. Oh, and the leaf IS falling, just not from the tree but from my hand (many times until I got something cool).
I used a slow shutter speed and a fast twist of the camera to get the swirled-out background, and on-camera flash to "freeze" the leaf.
The fall version of my "seasons" shots. If interested in spring and summer, see these links
www.flickr.com/photos/45367725@N00/4873480638/in/set-7215...
www.flickr.com/photos/45367725@N00/4572387630/in/set-7215...
I zoomed in a bit more on this one than on the others to try to get the foliage right around the bench area. I had shots that highlighted that shrub to the left more, but I chose this one because of the extremely bored expressions on both dogs' faces - it makes me laugh.
Zephyr has been showing some signs of jealousy recently regarding Buzz's 52 weeks project! She very firmly inserted herself into this photo shoot so I let her stay. After all, she is a major part of Buzz's life.
We will miss the next two weeks as Buzz and I will be on different continents. I will try to comment, but not sure how much internet connection I'll have. Hope you all have a good couple of weeks till we return!
As the fall foliage reached peak in Vermont, I drove up from Massachusetts and took this picture when dawn broke. Mist was pouring out from the side of the mountain, adding some nice contrast to the beautiful colors.
A "Fall dress" I think that fall is a funny season to paint happy motives that give us happiness in our life!
Original Mixed painting. The background is painted with watercolor. I painted the dress with cheerful acrylic. I made stamping with fall motifs all around. I hope you like my design!
Fall colors leaves bokeh from the Seattle Arboretum. Canon 200mm f1.8 and Zeiss 85mm f1.4 Otus handheld dusk light
Action funky boy, andie's must have actions, by Andie Smith from Pink Ink Studios.
Combined with midnight sepia, softness
Campfires illuminate the golden aspens of late autumn. Fall color contrasts against the deep blue of a Milky Way filled sky as the last die hard campers and one lone photographer spend the cold night high in the Eastern Sierra. The crescent moon had just disappeared behind the towering mountains still provided a glow to the sky just above the peaks. A billion and one stars filled the sky and reflected in the water below the small fishing dock that protruded onto the small lake near Bishop California.
The wife and dog had long since abandoned me for the warmth of the truck. My feet slowly grew numb but the scene before me kept me transfixed on the ever changing and fantastic scene before me. Suddenly a noise in the aspens behind me made the hair on my neck stand up. I quickly reached for my only weapon, a mini mag light that revealed that it was nothing more than a number of deer that had come to get a cool drink from the lake just below the dock. Occasionally I would hear one of the many trout in the lake jump and splash back into the water but otherwise it was a quiet calm night with stars so bright they illuminated the mountains. It was one cool night, pun intended.
© Darvin Atkeson
Why do I feel like I’m falling? Spinning, tumbling, tripping down a slope that I've never seen before, never been to in my life. There is rain cascading around me as I fall, drenching me to the skin, cold as ice. I can hear thunder echoing around me, but I can't see the sky; I can’t open my eyes. Now I can’t breathe; I gasp in air, but it doesn't stop the choking feeling in my lungs. I feel the rocks tearing at me as I roll down, down to the cliff, and then…nothing.
Nothing but air around me as I fall down, down, down to the water below. The sea is below me, and there are waves crashing against each other; turbulent, hard, threatening. The ocean comes up to meet me, or I come to it, I can’t tell; all I know is I am hitting the surface. And then, once again there is nothing. All is quiet. I feel the water around me, biting, but warm at the same time. I can’t describe it. And I feel nothing; I am nothing.
Then, almost out of nowhere, there is a hand, reaching for me, beckoning me. I know the face behind it, but I can’t seem to remember the name. Have I forgotten Him? No, I just haven’t seen the face in so long, I have pulled away for so long; I didn’t want to, but I did. I hesitate only for a moment, and then, I take the hand, trusting that I will now be safe. Warmth fills my body and I know everything will be all right again. I smile.
And then. Then, I'm home.
It's a little blurry and grainy, but you can see the details better here.
Fall colors in Lake Chuzenji, Nikko, Japan. Another view.
Featured in Explore (Highest position: 96 on Saturday, March 03, 2007).
Bindi is back in the woods and the beach is behind her for another year.As long as she has her ball it doesn't really matter where she plays.
At least she does't need that annoying collar ;)