Along the Appalachian Trail on Schaghticoke Ridge.
Many people enjoy shooting larger landscapes with a “fruit loops” collection of fall colors but somehow I prefer early fall where only a few trees are turning.
I keep seeing these small pockets of maples leaves turning in a matrix of oaks and other leaves that aren’t and when the sun is backlighting them they’re brilliant.
Looking north from my office window through the woods filled with unfolding, baby maple leaves. These leaves seem to be unfolding in real time, I can see them getting bigger as I watch.
Early morning light on our photogenic little swamp maple which is showing signs of spring. 22 degrees F out this morning so this was shot through a sliding glass door.
Those of you who live in the Northeast US know, we’ve just had and will continue to have a very wet snow. We had about ten inches of it here in NW Connecticut.
Wet snow is beautiful because it sticks to branches and the resulting visual landscape is very much like these new “countour-faded” jeans I see women wearing (very sexy) that seem to amplify the three dimensionality of their legs. Wet snow amplifies the light/shade of a branch, seemingly a photographer’s dream.
There are two issues with wet snow: it’s hard to move, clearing our driveway took me 3 hours and I had to start early so Anne could get to school; and the weight of it on tree limbs can cause damage, breaking limbs and sometimes toppling trees, hopefully not on houses.
I walked around the house every few hours knocking wet snow off of fire bushes, pines, and low lying maple branches, just to relieve them of the weight. I managed to work in this single shot of our small swamp maple in the backyard before I got some of this heavy snow off of its spindly branches.