“… as we travel again between life and death,
Waking and dream, blinking, while layers within layers,
None better, none worse, unravel and knit up before us . . .”
― Jay Woodman
The next image in the “Golden Paths” series, takes us a few more steps into the forest. Among the remaining greens, bright splashes of yellow, orange, and red burst among the branches. Surprisingly, for this time of year, the greens remain deep and rich, gradually fading to pale lime tones. It really looked like someone had taken a brahs and spayed colours through the air in wispy layers.
The hillside adjacent to the path is littered with a few leaves which have already fallen on the deep brown forest floor. I may have mentioned earlier, that the forest floor this years had very sparse ground cover. I believe this effect may have been caused by the unusually rainy year, which thickened the canopy above, blocking precious light from reaching the ground.
The path, bends gently, ever deeper into the forest, a progression into another season.
Tamron SP AF 90mm f/2.8 Di Macro 1:1 (272ENII)@90mm
1/4 sec, f/10.0, ISO 100