“That quotation about not having time to stand and stare has never applied to me. I seem to have spent a good part of my life – probably too much – in just standing and staring and I was at it again this morning.”
― James Herriot
I thoroughly enjoyed just standing and staring at this scene. I liked the transition or ‘shift’ from deep green ferns at my feet to the bright golds at the top of the hill. There’s also a shift from shadows to light and a delicate glow produced in the foreground from the bright light behind.
As the “Golden Paths” series continues, you will notice a shift from green to yellow, to orange. Some of this is due to the gradual change in the leaf colours and some due to the composition of the forest itself, as I hike from the immature maple saplings, through larger beech, and into rolling hills, dominated by mature oak and maple. That transition, within a relatively small area fascinates me. I pass through tight clusters of slender saplings and into hills lined with large, mature hardwoods.
It’s this forest diversity that is so appealing to me. I find myself going to these areas rather than those dominated by a particular species. It’s colourful, but monotonous, if that makes sense at all? I like the variety offered to me by specific trails. After all, if I’m going to stand in on place and stare, I want a good reason to do so.
Tamron SP AF 90mm f/2.8 Di Macro 1:1 (272ENII)@90mm
1/4 sec, f/10.0, ISO 100