A Walk. October 18, 2008
Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature.Tags: Dunbar Brook
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Well, first a drive up the Deerfield river valley, winding between rugged ridges cloaked in the colors of Autumn:
Then a walk up Dunbar Brook in the cool of twilight:
It was peaceful and quiet, the rustling of beech leaves and burbling water interrupted only by an occasional owl calling down from the hillside:
Going back today, I think.
I think your photos of the water in the creeks are one of the things — along with the colors of the leaves that really take my breath away! You’re a great photographer and you have great subject matter.
Yes, the water always looks extra groovy in your shots, as if airbrushed by some completely natural process unknown to us mere mortals.
Ah, water. I remember water from when we lived in New England. There’s not so much water here in my accidental prairie home, except for the irrigation rigs that make those crop circles that you see when you fly over the middle of this big country of ours.
Thank you for sharing you fantastic photos.
‘scuse me! Gotta see a man about a…….waterfall! 😉
the water over the beautiful stones is stunning!!
dianne, the first water picture exceeded my expectations, while the last one didn’t – I didn’t get a clear sense of how to crop it/frame it.
Sylvia, thank you, yes, I’m stuck in the midst of great subject matter. I’m aware and grateful.
Randal, the process in question is the Twenty-Or-More-Second-Exposure process. Friggin’ toilet water looks cool if you have the patience to dig it over time.
clairz, we have water most of the time, which makes it hard to imagine places where water is scarce. I understand that that makes me a Fortunate One, and through no particular merit of my own, but rather by circumstance.
Lisa, Good to hear from you. Sometimes I think of you when I post photos, wondering if any will resonate.