A gray, wet mid-November morning. Not enough light to make photographs, at least without a tripod and slow shutter speeds. Even then, the light is flat.
I woke to one of my favorite images, best seen in this kind of light: two of the trees in the backyard, their branches jet black against a gray sky and little else except a few birds whisking in on the wind for a brief stop. The two, a Boxelder Maple (Acer negundo) and a Sugar Maple (Acer saccharum), have such different structures and profiles, both so satisfying to have seen over these thirty-five years we’ve lived here.
In their own this is not a great photograph, but it is an inspiration and a reminder to me to always see and learn, even on a dark morning. And, of course, to enjoy!
This is a stunning photograph, John–the stark quality speaks to this time of year. The picture reminds me of the translation of the Tao Te Ching by Jane English–all done with images similar to this one. All skeletons have that stark, stuctural power–thanks for seeing that bleak beauty.
just seeing this after enjoying your 11-14 post. another view of the fractal tree. It’s amazing isn’t it how many times we can make a view of such a nature constant in our lives and re-discover, infinitely I guess, its beauties.