On The Streets Where We Live

People may have been wondering about the mad man driving up and down their streets, pulling up to the curb at seemingly random moments in time, and getting out of the car with camera in hand. No worries! It was only your friendly neighborhood photographer searching for locations with “optimum” lighting to take pictures from. Weather conditions and the time of day played into my efforts to capture the colors of autumn in the lighting that I thought was best.

In my opinion, our streets are the prettiest during the later part of the annual autumnal event of the turning of the leaves. Interestingly enough, none of these trees have appeared in our neighborhood naturally. They were all planted.

Here are some sample pictures.

You may have noticed that a few of the pictures have been taken with some element of back lighting. The trees actually looked quite different, and perhaps not as noteworthy, when seen from other angles. The impact of a tree’s colors often change as you walk past it. In fact, seeing the trees from other perspectives may even lead to unhappy thoughts for a homeowner. It might serve as a reminder of the seemingly unending task of the raking and removal of the fallen leaves, another noteworthy activity for this time of year.

This is my song for today.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6kX3PZ_ynss

The Fallen Leaves

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAA carpet of dead leaves covers the ground, lit up by the bright morning light.  The leaves glow in the warmth of the sun.  There is a beauty in the dying.

Before we know it, the golden leaves will all be swept away.  The winds of winter, even now, renew their strength. They blow our way from the north once again.  Soon we will be scurrying to find shelter from the bone-chilling cold as Old Man Winter reaches out with his icy fingers.

And this will pass eventually.  As Winter fades into Spring, the cycle will start once more. There will be renewal.  All this will happen without a care for what you or I think, and without care for your or my presence…  And so it goes.