Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature.
Tags: barn at sunset, Barton's Cove, Bernardston, Clarksburg, dandelions, Dentinum, harrowed fields, Natural Bridge, shale stream bed
Before it goes, May has a few things to say, “captured,” as the kids say, along the way.
Delicate ferns cling to a shale wall over a stream in Bernardston:

Disoriented Dentinum adjust to life on a toppled log:

I like the almost-fractal nature of that little scene, with the little shelving fungi resurrecting their inverted progenitors by abandoning their past and seeking the light.
Hey, just a cosmic sentiment to go with a trippy photograph of mushrooms.
Here’s another shot of the Natural Bridge gorge in Clarksburg:

That one is interesting to me despite a lack of context; there’s no obvious scale, leaving it open to a viewer’s interpretation.
A couple more from the flatlands down below Northampton.
Puddles on Harrowed Ground:

…and dandelions, albeit gone by, at dusk:

Meanwhile, back up in the hills, a local farm settles in for the night, oblivious to the fire in the sky above it:

And, of course, a sunset/moonrise to end the day:

Barton’s Cove on the Connecticut river, from the Erving side.
Well that’s about it for May, though I won’t promise that something else from the files won’t pop up if it catches my fancy.
See Y’all in June.
Posted by littlebangtheory in Ruby Tuesday!.
Tags: 1930 Ford Roadster, Bernardston, Ford, Mel, old cars, Ruby Tuesday!
Rebuilt by Mel in Bernardston, MA:

Pristine 302, four-on-the-floor, hauls ass. $30K or B.O.
This was the most Rubylicious thing which crossed my path this week, and so gets a free trip to Work of the Poet, where Mary “The Teach” hosts this colorful meme.
Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature, Love and Death.
Tags: B&W, Bernardston, trucks
A black and white from this afternoon:

This was an interesting site, recommended to me by Susan. She’d spied it up in Bernardston, don’t ask me how, and I was glad to find it in good light.
Here’s a color shot:

Rusted, glassless and wrapped in vines. But still muscular and elegant in its proportions.
This spot has more photographs in it, and I hope to get back there soon.