So amidst all the 40° days and 30° nights recently, we had one cold day this past Saturday. I decided to visit Dean Brook and see how the ice was shaping up thinking of frozen cascades. Surprisingly, even at 10° the water was moving too quickly after our recent rains and very little ice was forming. But further down the brook there were pools where the water was able to sit and ice was forming. Forming before my eyes. It was really cool to look through the lens and see the water starting to freeze.
In this first image, the water is spreading over some already formed ice. You can see how the water is engulfing the ice but the surface tension, I believe that is the term for this, is creating an edge rather than the water just spreading evenly. So there are depressions within the water for short periods before it all is submerged. You can also see the crinkling of the forming ice on the surface.Of course if I don’t explain things, maybe it can pass as a B&W abstract.
And abstract was just my idea in this second image. Kind of an icy Ying/Yang with the reversal of shading between the two crinkling sides.I suppose it would have been even more fun had I done a video, but to be honest, that is a capability of my camera that doesn’t interest me. Maybe someday.
It sounds like we might get a little snow or mixed precipitation tomorrow but I am not expecting much ice this weekend. Maybe there will be some attractive mud.
Posted in Abstract, Black and White, Closeup Photography, Ice, macro photography, Nature Photography, Water
Tagged abstract ice, Black and White photography, blue ice, Dean Brook, ice, water
Well, I am sort of embarrassed to be giving such a romantic title to this image. But it seems appropriate so I’ll stick with it…unless someone comes up with a better one. I am open always to suggestions. Maybe “The Creation of Adam” would be a good alternative. LOL
I was going through some old folders and found this which I had never shared here or on FB. It is one of those things…you just forget they are there after enough time goes by. Anyway, here is an image I noticed while doing a lap around the Quabbin Tower parking lot several years ago. It probably does not matter where it was but it seemed like a fun fact about where one might find an image.I hope everyone has had a nice weekend. It is turning to winter here. 18°F here this morning with 15-20mph winds and then some strong gusts. Already looking forward to Spring.
Posted in Autumn Color, Central Massachusetts, Fall Foliage, Intimate Landscape, Landscape, Nature Photography, Quabbin, Western Massachusetts
Tagged Fall Foliage, fog, intimate landscape, landscape, Massachusetts, New England, Quabbin, western massachusetts
Back in October I was wandering around in New Salem literally and figuratively in a fog. We were not having a particularly typical autumn with wild color abounding everywhere. Most of my favorite places were fairly dull with spotty color. On my way to an orchard that looks out over the northern end of the Quabbin Reservoir, I noticed that the maples on the green in New Salem’s center were a rich orange and stopped for a few moments.
It was difficult to limit the inclusion of the surroundings with the green being small and encircled by roads and houses but I was able to get close enough to this one scene. In this composition there are three trees lined up to give the effect of one. The closest tree was fairly barren of leaves, so stacking them in line gives the impression of one full tree. The way the limbs are displayed reminds me of the many armed Hindu deities.
Or if you prefer, the cover of “Axis Bold as Love”. Go ask the Axis…. Image courtesy of Wikimedia.
Posted in Autumn Color, Fall Foliage, Intimate Landscape, Landscape, Nature Photography, Western Massachusetts
Tagged Fall Foliage, fog, intimate landscape, landscape, maple trees, New Salem, western massachusetts
Beth Walsh recently posted a nice shot of a turtle with its feet outstretched which reminded me of these images so I thought I would share them-from Poor Farm Swamp.This Eastern Painted Turtle was just chillin’ with its damsel pal in the warmth of a summer sun. I don’t know how it was maintaining balance.
A few years on, also at the swamp, I saw this scene. Note the rear legs.I am not quite sure exactly what was going on unless it was a dispute over swamp turf. Either that or Junior was being sent back to his room. The Painted Turtle eats a varied diet, but most of it sits on the swamp bottom so the rapid retreat could be the result of a blast of Chrysemys picta halitosis. At any rate, I thought it was a pretty interesting moment.
I love Painted Trilliums. Common knowledge for many of you who have known me for a little while and even shared, I believe, by our Hong Kong correspondent. But as gorgeous is their coloring, the deep magenta contrasting with the rich white, I am drawn to the way black and white rendering shows off the gentle curves and ripples of the petals. The contrast still works too. For me, the enjoyment of the flower is heightened without the power of the color demanding one’s attention. That is not to say that I don’t get a thrill from the colors when I spy them in the woods, but visualizing the image in monochrome and then seeing it materialize as I make the conversion can take my breath away.
Here is one from this past May that I had not worked until this morning. I hope it brightens your day as it just did mine. As a refresher, here is the same flower, in landscape format, from a May posting in color.
Here’s one from last May. I usually process my images fairly straight with just some contrast and sharpening. I went just whisker further with this.
Sweet dreams, friends.