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I have been stuck in 2015 with my archives, so I worked on this photo for a bit. This was taken November 2015 at the Grand Haven pier during sunset.
A few hardy great egrets are still here at the lake,unusual for late November. Wildwood Park, Harrisburg,Pennsylvania.
A late leaf drop and an early snowstorm leads to an interesting collection of shadows and color on the ground in the middle of November. (Explored # 10) www.rossellet.com
From the "Warm Sun" series.
Dawn on the slope of Mount Strizhament.
Kochubeevsky district. November 2021
From the photo project "Discovering the Stavropol Territory".
Spiderwebs: The theme of the fall in the bogs it seems. This expansive web was nearly 4 feet across and anchored to dead cedars in the water.
Woke up hoping for sunrise, got clouds instead. Make the best of what you get.
Enjoy!
November is right around the corner and although the trees are a great deal barer my love affair with Autumn continues. ;) I had fun making a playful list of ways to enjoy November with the family. Hope everyone had a fantastic October!!:)
November will be over in a few more hours,so I am hurrying to get these posted. Both paintings have the November mood that I like, but the 'golden' version also reminds me of landscape paintings from the 1800's that I have always loved.
Another painting based on the photos of Adirondack photographer James Hubley, with his permission.
See the original here:
Autumn in the Great Lakes region tends to unfold in two distinct phases. The first part I call 'kind an gentle' as it brings mild weather, sunny days and the glorious color transformation of foliage. At this point we're still just beginning to transition out of summer heat and the initial changeover to cooler weather is at first welcoming. The festive buildup to Halloween helps dispel the undercurrent of unease that occasions the ever-decreasing sunlight. Then November arrives all too suddenly and its arrival brings the realization that the party its over. Nothing punctuates this more for me than the switchover to standard time. Nightfall suddenly starts crashing down around 5:30. And it's not even the earliness of twilight but the quickness of its arrival that gets to me. The long, drawn out sunsets of June are replaced with a free fall where darkness blots out daylight in less than half an hour. Phase two autumn is now in full force and its hostility is palpable. The keynote of the season are the fierce gales that blow up over the Great Lakes. The so-called Witch of November of the sort that sank the Edmund Fitzgerald back in '75. We've had a couple such storms already this year. These are not normal windy day situations. The intensity is much greater and there is less calm in between gusts. And it just goes on and on. The winds strip away the remaining autumn foliage leaving a harsh landscape of bare tree limbs. I get highly ambivalent during these storms. Of course I don't want to lose power or have trees toppling onto the village. Yet I'm invariably drawn outdoors to experience storms firsthand. Nothing seems or feels normal in times like this and I try to use that energy to guide photography. Adverse weather has a way of doing that. And a storm described using the word witch is more than I can bear as far as watching out a window from safe shelter. And so I found myself atop a desolate knoll in an old cemetery at sundown with 20 yards of white cloth stuffed into my parka like a parachute. The winds were cold and buffeted me about like a doll. But the energy was thrilling. I wrapped the cloth around the top of an obelisk and the wind immediately ripped it from my grasp. Instantly it took life, billowing and dancing about, mesmerizing and quite eerie. At times it took on almost a human form that suddenly morphed into something else. Like watching puffy clouds transform from one shape into another on a summer afternoon. That thought was a sharp contrast to these angry, howling winds. The cloth gave form to the unseen winds much the way that fallen leaves do as they ebb and flow across the ground. It felt as if the Witch of November revealed herself in the folds of the cloth, if only for an instant.
I've finished crocheting and blocking the squares I've been working on so now it's time to start weaving in the ends before finally stitching the squares together to finish making this blanket.
Hope everyone is doing well and staying safe.
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Reprocessed version with increased contrast and more light in the darker areas.
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Sock trying to enjoy a sunny afternoon while worrying that his human may actually follow through with the idea of going for a run instead of a walk this afternoon.
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