It’s a race to see who gets it first. Nature or the real estate developers.
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While searching for the last fall colors I have started to photograph the places turning barren and brown.
Here the dead trees that recently were overshadowed by color now take center stage with their reflections.
it’s a good thing I’m still looking around. Otherwise it could be a long winter.
These images were taken close to when the sun would drop below the tree line.
The goal of the afternoon was to walk some of the newly mowed areas. There is only one trail, a farm tractor road, but for some reason long paths through the fields and woods have been recently mowed.
New bird areas, and maybe a few eagles had been the plan. Aside from a new seasonal pond nothing was to be found.
There was still some fall color and the setting sunlight gave us some nice scenery. Change of plan to get a shorter lens, and shoot some landscapes.
This stretch of woods runs along the Connecticut River for approximately 2 miles. The local electric company owns most of this area, however there is some wetland areas as well as fields that appear to be privately owned.
As I look back on photographs from this past year, not just fall foliage, this tall pine appears often.
It really adds depth and perspective to any photo.
A spur of the moment stop to a quiet and pretty spot.
The leaves are falling fast. We have had heavy rain, wind, a little sun, just about every type of weather has come through.
There is a chance these may be my last photographs with fall colors for the season. I hope not, but just in case I have added them here.
Three evening photographs taken across the Connecticut River.
The first as the sun set, throwing soft light on the fall trees.
The following two were from a vantage point about 1/2 mile further north when we realized just how full the moon was.
As it became darker a large flock of Canadian Geese flew low over the river and within minutes an adult Bald Eagle skimmed the water fishing. It can’t get an better than this!
Usually when we shoot fog along the river the mist is very clearly defined. It’s what I always look for. In these images I went a little down river and found a completely different perspective.
The thick fog hid most everything except along the banks. The fall colors were clear, but not much else.
The next few times I go out to photograph river fog I think I will start down stream.