Rob standing downstream in this holy place of light as we wait, hoping the sun would open up the colors of the tree tops.
What a joy to be standing in the shallow water of a little stream, surrounded by the sounds of the water and the light, the smooth, almost solid surface of the reflections of the high trees. Each turn or move, each piece of the stream, the wind, sun, a cloud—all bring new, magical images.
The texture was gorgeous it its own right but the color I’d hoped for—and knew could appear—was missing.
I find there can be a danger in waiting: missing what is right there in front of me—an image different than expected but still stunning.
Of the hundreds of photographs I made at Cady’s Falls, nearly half are already deleted in a quick first viewing. Many more I’ll keep long enough to spend some time with and learn something before they too are deleted. In a situation as dynamic as that morning was, I’m constantly trying new views and a few new techniques—knowing most will not be successful—in the quest for the magic I know is there.
As we waited, we hiked upstream where the water is much faster and the stream bed full of clean rocks.
When the “lights came on” finally, it was the magic wand of this one, tall Red Maple that made such a difference in what I was seeing.
And that small bit of red showed up in so many different and lovely ways.
In the end I’m thrilled, of course, to have come away with so many fine photographs and to have them remind me of such a remarkable day. I hope you too enjoy each of them.
John your fall water series are very beautiful.
Today should be another beauty. We will hike up Worcester Mt. Tis, my 67th birthday!
Thanks. Enjoy the day!
I love the Autumn too, great job depicting that feeling. Thanks ! RLFromm
Such beauty!
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Beautiful John!
love, Kate
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Thank you! Wish you could have been with us on the long walk we took today—we did not hike up Camel’s Hump but had it in view most of the day!