“All that glisters is not gold—
Often have you heard that told.”
– William Shakespeare
Indeed, all that glitters is not gold, but often beautiful, nonetheless. These young poplars along the edge of a meadow actually glimmered as the gentle breeze shifted through the golden leaves, making them shimmer in the sunlight.
This image is still a part of my “Golden Paths” series. It’s the only one that was made, thus far, outside of the forest, though still a stop on the path, as it emerged from the forest. The bright wood of the tall tree trunks are what drew my attention at first, but it was the movement and brightness of the leaves that caused me to make the image, hoping to capture this moment effectively.
Tamron SP AF 90mm f/2.8 Di Macro 1:1 (272ENII)@90mm
1/4 sec, f/18.0, ISO 100