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I first heard of the Dancing Aspens a few years ago. I'm not typically into visiting spots other photographers favor, but I felt drawn to see this grove of trees since I live only a few hours away.
Everyone I know that has gone has always guarded their location. After reading some blogs and getting some riddle-esque tips from friends, I had a pretty good idea of where they were. Since it was autumn and the leaves would be golden, we headed up to where I thought they would be and quickly found the grove!
There was another photographer there when we arrived. I let him get his shots before I took too many of my own using my classic lenses, my Canon FD 24mm f/1.4 L, Noct-Nikkor, and some ultrawide photos with the modern Sony 4/16-35.
We spent about an hour enjoying the changing light as the clouds passed overhead and taking photos before heading out to find a campsite.
Dancing Aspens | Drunk Aspens | Curved Aspens
I first heard of the Dancing Aspens a few years ago. I'm not typically into visiting spots other photographers favor, but I felt drawn to see this grove of trees since I live only a few hours away.
Everyone I know that has gone has always guarded their location. After reading some blogs and getting some riddle-esque tips from friends, I had a pretty good idea of where they were. Since it was autumn and the leaves would be golden, we headed up to where I thought they would be and quickly found the grove!
There was another photographer there when we arrived. I let him get his shots before I took too many of my own using my classic lenses, my Canon FD 24mm f/1.4 L, Noct-Nikkor, and some ultrawide photos with the modern Sony 4/16-35.
We spent about an hour enjoying the changing light as the clouds passed overhead and taking photos before heading out to find a campsite.
Dancing Aspens | Drunk Aspens | Curved Aspens
Okay, many a year ago but around the same time of the year with the Autumn colors going across this southwest slope of the Mount Timpanogos massif. Here I stood along the shoulder of U.S. Route 189 with a look to the west. My thought was to capture a look across these slopes with its ridges, cuts, draws and peaks. A little bit of blue skies would be above to be a color complement to the browns, yellows and reds on the mountainside.
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"Winter must be cold for those with no warm memories." ~From the movie An Affair to Remember, one of my favorite old movies.
Their is beauty in winter and in memories.
Thank you for your kind visits. Shall we put a log on the fire? View on black to touch the snow.
Bev
The Aspens Stood Tall Around Me in a Forested Beauty
White bark scarred with black on each trunk rising to the skies above
Yellow to golden leaves shimmered with each passing breeze
It was autumn with its delight of colors
So I opened my eyes and stood quiet for sounds
Transfixed in a solemn embrace of quaking aspens
Another work of short poetry or prose to complement the image captured one afternoon in Uinta National Forest while driving the Alpine Loop Drive. Aspen trees and more aspen trees...a true delight to sights and sounds. A favorite place of mine to visit in autumn.
It’s almost that time of year again. The time of year when the temperatures slowly start to drop, the days become shorter. The days where getting up for sunrise become much easier. Oh I love the fall! This is my favorite time of year! I love wearing hoodies and jackets! Hoodie season! The smell of fallen leaves 🍁 and crisp cool mornings is right around the corner. I can’t wait!
Late evening on one of my favorite old crooked roads. I love the old falling down fence, all the curves and bends, the aspens growing right on the road, and the often sighted deer. (this is where I saw the mom and fresh out fawn a few months ago)
I hope you can feel a sense of the joy of being there as you view the photo.
Thanks for sharing the experience,
Bev
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Hwy 12 is a dirt road that runs from Crested Butte through Kebler Pass. Tons of Aspen trees line the road for pretty much the entire way. I'm not sure what mountain that is in the distance.
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Note: This is actually the back of the grave marker. The headstone and front of the cross reads "Teresa Ann Kehr 8.1.1957 - 9.5.2000"
Eastern Sierra has so many opportunities during the fall season, and I can always found something new in each trip going there.
Here is a frame by the white trunk of two Aspen trees, with some fall colors near a small pond with the distant high sierra mountain range.
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What a season autumn is in Colorado! Golden canopies like this blanket the mountains and create an almost surreal experience. The San Juan mountains are home to many views such as this one in late September.
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Back in October, I went up to the San Francisco Peaks—a group of extinct volcanoes that make up the highest mountains in Arizona, about a five hour drive from where I live—truly a world apart from the lower elevation deserts. Between 8000’ and 10,000,’ there is a forest of aspen trees that morph into golden splendor in the fall. I’d just been sent the new iPhone13pro to try out, and it was truly perfect for this hiking trip. This particular pair of hikers was waking away from me, into just the lit-up spot I’d been hoping they would—the light coming through the leaves was magic. Everyone on the trail was smiling, soaking it all up—a happy respite from so much negativity in the news and social media… It was a windy day, and that night an early season snowstorm blew through this forest; the day I took this photo ended up being the last day of peak autumn viewing for this year.
I took this with the iPhone13pro’s native camera app, then used snapseed for some cropping, a bit of exposure and contrast balancing, and some slight vignetting.
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I Stood Underneath a Quaking Aspen
And felt a cool breeze blow across my face
But it was the yellow leaves of the aspens
That shimmered in a passing glory
A soft rustling and quiver made of gold and yellow
On a sunny Autumn Day.
Another work of short poetry or prose to complement the image captured one early afternoon while standing under some aspens in the Sundance mountain resort area. Here I decided to zoom in with the focal length to this high up portion of an aspen tree as I walked around with my head back and looking up. I felt that focusing in on that one portion in between the passing breeze of the shimmering leaves gave that feel for actually standing in listening to them...with a passing breeze.
While at the Sundance Resort with a view looking to the west to more distant ridges and peaks coming off Mount Timpanogos and the Central Wasatch Range. My thought on composing this image was to zoom in with the focal length to this one portion of the mountain range but include some nearby forest of evergreens to frame the lower portion of the image. The blue skies and clouds would be that backdrop to highlight the mountain range also.
October 3rd, 2019 - Kebler Pass, Colorado.
Long drive, but it was worth it. I think I caught the changing of the leaves a bit too soon, but there were a few patches of oranges and reds.
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Autumn scenes like these always make me stop and wonder. Two separate groups of trees very close together. One group is completely void of all their leaves while the other is still decked out in all its autumn glory. Even more of a surprise (to me) it's the uphill group that still has its leaves.
Why is this?
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COUNT THE EYEBALLS! Highly recommend you look at this on Instagram to see the close-ups (instagram.com/brookeshaden)
How many can you find?
Inspiration for this image: my imagination is the craziest. Try me. Here's an example that will undoubtedly make me look legit insane: I tend to believe anything is possible, from religion (I'm agnostic), to zombies, to ghosts...I just err on the side of not being able to know everything, so anything could be, no matter how unlikely I think it is.
Cut to: me in bed at night as a kid. Mom checks under my bed, in my closet, behind my door - no monsters. But how can I be sure? What if they're invisible? Grown-ups can't see them? What if they break through my window? What if they're in the air duct?
Cut to: me in bed as an adult. I can't sleep in total darkness. I'm the easiest person to jump-scare under any circumstances, and I can't watch anything scary on TV because I'm convinced it COULD be real.
Cut to: me as a very young child. My first dream I can remember was that I was shot in the head. I was probably 3 or 4 and that dream has recurred into adulthood. My life has been ruled by fear in so many ways. Eyes watching me from the trees? Why not? It could be. BUT, it has been the single greatest asset I've possessed in my life. It allows me to believe in the possibility of all things, no matter how unlikely. I believe I can be successful, I can change the world. I am supernaturally confident...because I have a supernatural imagination. My art is better for it. Everything is possible. Good and bad.
"An Eye for an Eye"
Self-portrait
September 2020
Grand Teton National Park
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I have seen so many amazing pics of aspens on Flickr lately! Nicely done everyone!!! On Sunday morning, I decided that I needed to get a pic or two of my own, so I woke up at 4am and drove up to Hope Valley. I had originally planned on going over to the Eastern Sierras, but I decided last minute that I would stick closer to home. After and unimpressive sunrise I decided to drive up a back country road for fun...after about 15 minutes of heavy duty 4 wheeling I ran into this old growth aspen grove. It was fun to see a grove that no one had mutilated with names, initials, hearts, or dates!
I Said to the Mountains Do Not Rise Above Me
I said the forest do not grow around me
I said the wind do not blow against me
I had to change my attitude of control
It was then I saw how it was all good and let it be.
Another work of short poetry or prose to complement the image captured one afternoon while looking to some nearby peaks along Utah State Route 92 in the Timpanogos Cave National Monument. Composing this image was a matter of finding that right angle to sweep across the nearby landscape with the trees while including the jagged peaks above. I then found a mean spot to better off the nearby hillside caught in the afternoon light. I later used some CEP filters (Low Key, Polarization and Graduated Neutral Density) which seemed to best bring out this look even with the bright sunlight from the early afternoon.