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I have several images of this tree taken during all four seasons and at different times of the day. This tree lies along a three-quarter mile stretch of dirt road leading to the Arapahoe Bend Nature Area. I’ve been going out there for the past 10 years for quiet time and photography. I’ve seen many a hawk perched on one it’s branches and even an eagle. I like this old tree and what it stands for. Over that ten years I’ve had the chance watch this area change.
“What separates artists from ex-artists is that those who challenge their fears, continue; those who don’t, quit. Each step in the artmaking process puts that issue to the test.” Art and Fear
This image is post processed using an extreme HDR Pro 2 preset. I like it. There is no sign of the city. No sounds of the city. Just the wind blowing in the grass. It’s an image that reminds me why I get up early, make my latte, and drive east to watch the sun come up.
But, there is another reason I get up early. The birds! As took the above image a couple meadowlarks were singing in the back ground. Ever notice how birds are up early? And, they’re singing. And, they’re happy. Ever wonder why? Well, maybe it’s because, as William Camden says, “The early bird catches the worm.” Or, in this case it’s probably going to be flying insects, but still. Begs the question why the insects are out so early. Why don’t they just sleep in late and not get caught? One of those nature things. But without all that circle of life stuff, I wouldn’t get to enjoy hearing them sing in the morning when I get up early.
Make visible what, without you, might perhaps never have been seen. – Robert Bresson
Taken on a walk near my hotel in Montrose, Colorado.
“For man, autumn is a time of harvest, of gathering together. For nature, it is a time of sowing, of scattering abroad.” ~Edwin Way Teale
Most photographers think of the Fall season as an opportunity for capturing the changing colors of the trees or watching leaves as they flutter to the ground. It is also the season for harvesting and preparing for the coming of winter as well as a time when our mornings turn colder, frost turns the landscape a pale shade of white and fog delays the warming rays of the sun. To me that’s a good time to be out with a camera in hand.
“It is part of the photographer’s job to see more intensely than most people do. He must have and keep in him something of the receptiveness of the child who looks at the world for the first time or of the traveller who enters a strange country.” – Bill Brandt
I do need to be more of a child when experiencing this world of ours.
It was a cold morning, 33 degrees with the humidity at 89% and clear skies. Perfect time to head out east for Autumn images. Five miles out and I can see the fog shrouded around the trees. My mind is racing to come up with a location to setup and shoot. I turned south on County Road 13 heading for a cattail pond. But, as I get there the fog looks more appealing so I move on farther. It was a good decision. Nature was showing off giving me glimpses of the ghostly trees, frost on the fences and the sun intermittently peaking through the fog. Another good morning to be out.
