Those words are a twist on that well-known phrase from the preface to a chapter in Joe Cornish‘s book “Light and the Art of Landscape Photography“. Joe is a wonderful British landscape photographer whose work I greatly admire.The idea being that the more you visit a place and become familiar, the more contented you become being in that location, the deeper you relate with it and the better your work there will evolve. That is how I feel about Dean Brook in Shutesbury and especially this one cascade which you have seen here a few times (assuming you’ve been with me for a while).
I’ve become quite enamored with this one grouping of rocks and the way they combine different textures. Often it is just a case of subtle differences in the flow that change the character and probably most folks don’t see that difference. There’s the familiarity part.
This is the same brook that gives me Murphy’s Falls and other spots…as well as painted trillums and pink lady’s slippers along with the occasional white lady’s slipper. On the way out I photographed another cascade and that will be here later.