Starkweather Creek in Madison.
A quintessential November scene. Bare trees, grey skies, and the sun hanging low. In related news, I’m currently fighting back my inner-animal’s hibernating instinct.
Just a day after the snow melted away this weekend, we got another 3 inches on Monday. I wonder what this unusually snowy (and cold!) autumn says about our winter-to-come?
Because of my bike accident and bum leg (which does seem to be healing up nicely), I haven’t been out there to check out the colors this year. I’ve been looking at some older autumn photos and processing them using some better post processing techniques I’ve learned over the past few years. This shot of yellow birch and red oak trees now has a much better contrast and color range.
Continue reading Images of autumns past
This group of young pine trees reminded me of a church with a tall steeple. Big Bay State Park.
The hiking trails along the southeastern edge of Big Bay State Park (where I camped on Madeline Island) provide excellent views of the granite rocks that line the shore of Lake Superior there.
Continue reading Big Bay’s rocky shore
Sometimes the texture of the leaves is only revealed when the light is just right. I suppose the lesson is, you need to wait for the light if you want the truth to be illuminated.
Those spots of backlit tree branches are one of my favorite things about walking through the woods.