Tree Skeleton
And that … is the end of fall viewed through my window.
And that … is the end of fall viewed through my window.
Our front yard tree: it always seems to be the last to know its fall, so we get a burst of color when all the other leaves are fading.
I like this picture a lot. You wouldn’t believe the way the sun lit up the grounds that evening - the air was a perfect temp and the reds and yellows playfully bounced the sun around corners. As you walked down Summit to the river, the trees glowed like jewels in the sunset, like somebody had glossed the whole scene in gold.
I blew out the top of this image, a lot like the effect used on the cover of George Winston’s Summer album.
I’ll forget what this looked like someday, I want to remember.
Two images combined to make this one - I think the ones with a tree in them were better.
Straight line winds took down trees around the neighborhood - I think this oak will survive, though.
One of the first shots with the camera: lucky.