My flickr contact and friend Gary Sharp shot this fantastic landscape image of a tidal pool and surrounds on the Dellenback Trail on the Oregon coast with his Ricoh GR II.
Desiccated Queen Anne’s lace
Cornwall Bridge, Connecticut.
We took a hike south on the Appalachian Trail and it runs across a series of fields which in spring were loaded with Queen Anne’s lace (a weed). Those plants remain standing as dried out skeletons.
The fields we walked across next to the Appalachian Trail were farmed for many years. When farmers plow fields, they collect the rocks that come up and toss them onto walls that separate fields. This is one of those walls and these rocks came out of the field behind the rock pile. This is less a wall, more a rock pile that is well over 100 years old.
My flickr contact and friend Gary Sharp posted this terrific high contrast image of a tuft of grass on a small sand spit surrounded by a pool of water on the Dellenback Trail on the southern Oregon coast. Taken with his Ricoh GR II.
Macricostas Preserve, Washington, Connecticut.
Tom and I took a quick walk around an old corn field and there were a few spots that were frozen enough to show interest. The snow was very light so we could see through to the grass and the ice, grass, and snow made a great pattern.
I had to crop this to get some leaves out of it that I thought might be interesting but in the end, weren’t.
Cornwall Bridge, Connecticut.
Tom and I hiked south along the Appalachian Trail next to the Housatonic River after voting. We saw a very mature (and large) American bald eagle less than 50′ away on a sycamore tree branch. It was exciting and while it would have been fun to attempt to photograph it, we just stood there in awe, admiring this incredible animal.
We’re in a drought here the northeast and the Housatonic River is moving very slowly. The slowness of the river is allowing foam to gather along the banks in interesting ways as it interacts with branches and rocks. I spent a good amount of time photographing this particular foam pattern; it was changing right before my eyes and how it interacted with the rock at the top of the frame was fascinating.
I would have posted this yesterday but I’ve been extremely shocked, embarrassed, and ultimately depressed about the US. election. I’m very sorry for what my country has done.
Sage’s Ravine, Sheffield, Massachusetts.
Tom and I just finished re-blazing the first few miles of the Appalachian Trail in Massachusetts and we were resting at Sage’s Ravine before turning around for home.
The fall colors were spectacular and I took a few reflection shots of the canopy in the still water of Sage’s brook when Tom’s small (and very cute) dog Scout started splashing around upstream. Initially I was irritated that my glassy reflection was ruined but then realized that the ripples would add a nice, psychedelic touch to the seen.
My flickr contact Vidar took this picture with a Leica M9. The lighting and fog are make for a great atmosphere.
Macedonia State Park, Kent, Connecticut.
We took a walk in this gem of a park and while the walk was great, the brook was almost completely dry. We’ve had a drought this summer in the Northeast and it’s been tough on both the landscape and hikers who depend on running brooks for a water source.
Still brooks do make for nice reflections though so I guess there’s a bit of an upside.
The Getty Center, Los Angeles, California.
I’ve been visiting the Getty Center for sixteen years on visits to my recently passed mother. I’ve taken hundreds of images of the place. My wife, however, had never been there so we took some time to visit on our recent trip to LA.
It’s tough to remember to look down at the Getty but in fact, the floors are all made out of limestone, some of which is intricately detailed with fossils and other remnants of its earlier life as sandstone in another time.
One of the many things that’s great about the Getty is the juxtaposition of steel siding with stone on walls and ceilings. This alcove is one of my favorite such places.
Richard Meier’s Getty architecture is quite stark so finding a wall of ivy there is almost a welcome relief.