Sometimes, when you least expect it, you see it. The hidden and the rustic. Some things just get old, and others mature, adding character with each moment of light, each passing year.
Across the fields they rise. Autumn brings the most color. With trees changing and dahlias blooming, the colors are endless. But my favorite is red.
In the woods, you expect a lot of things. Trees, birds, wood. Then there’s the other stuff. The stuff that creates stories. Like the time you were hiking and came across a petrified stump. Try walking up to that in the night.
Along the walk, they sit. Rows of seating, a type of rustic amphitheater. A nice place to stop.
This week we were to think creatively using circles. What caught my eye in this image was the way the iron was encircling the glass orb. It leads the viewer into the image with the curves.
At the end of the day, it’s the place to be. For high spirits, and alcohol, they really know how to party. And the people are everything.
The view from the lake is spectacular. Crisp, cool. Not much else is expected when you visit a glacier.
Whether your coming or going, it’s apparent you have arrived. At Lucas.
Capturing light is at the heart of photography. The light changes with each passing minute, each passing hour. From harsh light to golden light to blue light, each time of day is different. And the light you see will be what your working with.
At twilight, the light changes again. It brings out some colors while hiding others. Its all in what you want to see.