Finally. January 13, 2012Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature.
Tags: barn in snow, cellar hole, Hawley, logging truck, tilt-shift photography
I love winter.
I mean, I love summer, and spring, and fall.
But I love winter.
So it’s been a disappointment to me so far this season to not have snow.
But as of yesterday, that’s no longer an issue.
Here are a few shots I found while wheeling around the hilltowns today.
A barn almost in the village of Shelburne Falls:
It was snowing pretty heavily at this point.
So naturally I set sail for Parts Unplowed, and found myself once again way up in the hills of Hawley, beyond the poles and wires of civilization, the buildings with actual lights in them, the last sliming belly-tracks of the town Dune-worms, to the point at the top of the hill where some local had proceeded me with his (I’ll assume) plow six inches off the dirt.
Hey, if my undercarriage isn’t floating, my tires have a chance of biting, and that’s about all I need. Besides, from the top of the hill, gravity is on my side.
So down I went, passing an old cellar hole with its chimney mass standing starkly in the maw:
…a logging operation parked ’till the storm passes:
(They had apparently plowed this little stretch of the road, which was near the Berkshire East ski area wind turbine)
…and an inexplicable incarnation of piano dolce sitting beneath a tree:
That shot was taken in gusty wind and heavy snow, and required three tomato stakes, a big hammer, a bigger umbrella, several bungee cords and a buttload of heavy lifting from Elliot.
Plus a period of time where I sat in the wet snow and pulled the levers.
So anyway, I made it out, winter’s here, I’m happy, and it’s late, so I’m going to bed.